Chapter Forty-Eight: Asking the Heart for Forgiveness

th everyone already here, Jiang Wang didn't waste any words. He sat down opposite the old man and extended his right hand.The old man, with his withered and cold left hand, grasped his. His right hand... translated!At this very moment, he was dressed in a loose thin shirt, barefoot, sitting alone in the snow.He seemed to have been sitting there for a long time, completely still. His eyes were fixed s...