Lin Fan wanted to say that no one had ever mentioned this place to them and that they had come here because the Red Sun Martial School had contacted them, but he didn't. Those survivors who had headed for Huangshi had never arrived, which certainly meant they had died along the way.
Regardless, had they truly reached Huangshi, they would have surely informed him of the situation here. If even one person had arrived, none of this would have happened.
"Yes, they arrived," Lin Fan said.
The boatman clutched Lin Fan's trouser leg, meekly raising his head, "I am guilty, I admit the heaviness of my sins. I have transferred my hopes of living onto the lives of others. I am willing to atone, willing to pay the price for my sins, but I really do not want to stay here, even if it means death, I wish to die in a peaceful place."
"Please, take me with you."
At this moment, knowing Lin Fan's identity, this survivor, increasingly degraded by the apocalypse, saw hope anew, envisioned a future.
