"Looks like you're really old now. 'People leave, tea cools.' That's exactly your situation."
"Cough! It's what I asked for myself. Simple food is enough. But you, still persisting? Knowing it's impossible..."
"That's my only goal, and it's my promise. I can't give up."
"But you..."
Old Wei turned his back, scrutinizing his dear friend. Time had left marks on him. If nothing was done, his time might not be long. Of course, this was according to Old Wei's own calculations.
After all, merely a few decades, how could it be enough!
"No need. Go with the flow, I don't wish to step out of this predetermined order. Cough, you know, I'm timid. I fear change."
"You don't trust them? Hmph, the Imperial Timeline doesn't have what I need, but the War Timeline, those guys seem to be plotting something. You're truly worried, yet bothered."
"Already anticipated, if it were us, we wouldn't yield either. It's just... this time, I don't know how many will fall, just like in that war before..."
