"I originally planned to bring this secret into the coffin, but now that the end of the world has arrived, none of us can escape. I think we should let you die in peace! It was not in vain for you to marry me back then!"
"You, you!" The old man was so angry that his entire body was trembling. However, he was already sick and bedridden and did not have much time left. Now that the vitality in his body had been devoured, he was even weaker and did not even have the strength to speak.
"Help, help!" He shouted with difficulty. However, the servants had already fled.
The remaining few were already lying on the ground in despair, waiting for death.
No one listened to his orders.
In a farmhouse in the outskirts of the city, a terrified woman leaned on her husband's shoulder as tears streamed down her face. The man comforted her softly.