"He's a madman, a complete madman."
Han Feng said this as if he took a big sigh of relief.
He had never spoken about it before; actually, that man was very good at hiding, with an exceptionally high tolerance for endurance.
In others' eyes, he was a hero, a founding father.
Respected by others, always gentle and steady at any time.
He gave people a kind-hearted feeling.
But only Han Feng knew it was all fake.
What was really hidden behind that kind-hearted face?
"Brother Han Feng, do you know what you're saying?"
Bai Zhi hadn't expected Han Feng to say so much, especially in a hospital.
"I know."
Han Feng nodded, how could he not know?
"At first, he told me that as long as I found a way, I could bring my grandpa back to life, and he said he loved my grandpa's son.
I believed him, I really did, and then I started working with him just to be able to bring my grandpa back to life.
