Fearing their own insignificance might taint the Divine who saved them from suffering.
Everywhere they passed.
Countless citizens searching for their daughters spontaneously knelt to the ground, tears streaming like a fountain, bodies trembling, yet not daring to make a sound.
Fang Che did not look back.
In his heart, like the three with Qiu Yunshang, there was a surging heat, his heart felt hot, almost bringing him to tears.
So many parents who lost their children, all waiting!
This feeling is indescribable.
He proceeded silently, eyes straight ahead, resolutely moving forward. Through his steps, he told them, this path, I will walk without hesitation!
On the high platform.
Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing watched as the four crossed the crowd directly without needing anyone to clear the way.
The people making way on their own, that heartfelt respect, the tears across their faces.
All silent.
Above the execution ground.
