Chương 198: Death come for all

''Cough-Cough'' inside a luxurious room , an old man sick was in his bed, surrounded by plush furnishings and elegant decor. Despite his frail appearance, The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the pages of a book he held, which was a bible , as he sought solace in the God's word amidst his illness. 

The man's once robust complexion had faded to a ghostly pallor, his skin as white as fresh snow, a stark contrast to the rich tapestries and luxurious surroundings. His sunken eyes, framed by deep lines and wrinkles, revealed the immense toll that his prolonged illness had exacted on his frail body. With each labored breath that he took, the room seemed to hold its breath in anticipation, aware of the ongoing battle between life and the inevitable.