"Actually, I still have many concerns and much to say. Before my long sleep in the cemetery, Little Nanfeng of the Gu family had just learned to speak... By now, he must have become someone capable of standing on his own, right? I also promised Mr. Zhou Wei to play chess with him, but I wonder how his health has been these years?"
Gu Changzhi's eyes showed a hint of regret.
He softly recited one familiar name after another.
Outside Qingzhong, there were still many old friends...
So much to say.
His attachment to the world, how could these few letters say it all?
"Actually, becoming Lord Divine might not be a good thing."
Gu Changzhi said somewhat desolately, "A Lord Divine cannot traverse life and death, nor share the common human experiences of aging and sickness. Now that I am leaving this world, my heart is full of regrets. I feel I can still fight, still invincible, but unfortunately... the great Dao is merciless."
No one can contend with life and death.
