"I... don't want to!"
The child shrieked, attempting to tug his father away. The giant was tall and burly, and he didn't seem like someone they could mess with. Although he was a child, it didn't mean he was stupid. He could see his father seemed to lack confidence in dealing with such a giant.
To him, his father was his Mt. Buzhou, connecting heaven and earth. If the mountain fell, his world would collapse. If something happened to his father, he didn't know how he would survive.
The patrolling soldiers around them hesitated to act, unsure about how to hold off the incoming giant, even though none of them had fled the scene.
No one can truly face death, even when faith resides in their hearts, they may still tremble in fear when death is before them!
The frequency of the ground shaking increased, but when the giant was a hundred meters away, he suddenly slowed down, his eerie eyes staring at the father and son, filled with a melancholic sentiment.
