Barton was startled as he heard Dudian’s words. He looked at his old friend who used to eat in the same dilapidated dining hall. He suddenly found that he had become a bit strange, he no longer had the vitality and vitality of an eighteen-year-old. He was like a piece of frozen ice that could no longer be eroded or warmed.
He thought of the days that they had experienced together. There was a kind of sadness that came from nowhere. He forced a smile: “Since it hurts the lungs, it’s better not to breathe.”
Dudian gently took a breath and slowly exhaled. Smoke lingered in the air.
Barton stared at him, he whispered: “Master, you have been alone all the way. You must have had a hard time. But now we are standing at the top. We have obtained the things that countless people dream of. No one can hurt us in the future.”
“There is no so-called gain. I have been losing and will continue to lose until the end of my life.”Dudian murmured as if he was talking to himself.