The old man slowly walked over, touching the dust on the coffin, and chuckled, "Who would have thought, ten years later, I could come here again to see you all..."
I dared not set foot here for a decade, thinking that for the rest of my life, this was it.
I was lucky to come back alive, all thanks to that little girl hiding in the shadows who overheard that I was to be dragged away and beaten to death. Crying and pleading, she begged for my life to be spared.
In the end, I was the only one left alive, but physically crippled by severed tendons. All my fellow disciples met their end and were discarded in Mass Grave Mound. It took me a lot of effort to find their bodies and transport them back by water to Fengping County, where I bought a townhouse and dug a cellar.
I couldn't even pile up graves for them.
"You want to become my disciple, come and kowtow to your martial uncles and senior disciples!" Lian Huai said, tears already streaming down.
