There's nothing there except the tundra's goose feather-like swirling snow.
Gu Shen knew that that young man named "Gu Qiang" used his body to withstand the violent impact of the explosion to protect Tomb Ghost... Ultimately, he perished.
This incident must have caused a great impact on Tomb Ghost.
"Gu Qiang's arrangements for the aftermath have been properly made..."
Gu Shen sitting beside Tomb Ghost's bed, spoke softly: "Nanfeng has brought his family to Changye, and he is not an unknown person. I know you must feel guilty for his death..."
He couldn't do much, except offer soft comfort.
But as he spoke halfway.
The pale patient on the bed slowly turned his head, his lifeless eyes falling on Gu Shen's face, his pupils gradually contracting and then expanding, as if adjusting his vision, yet also seemed to be recognizing something.
Tomb Ghost's gaze first revealed a hint of pain, and then he pressed his forehead, the veins on the back of his hand and his temples bulged.
