Chairman Qian murmured to himself, his gaze once again cast upon the well, his withered fingers tightly grasping the solid gold lion-headed cane.
"I, Qian Dongming, have fought in the sea of commerce for most of my life, accumulating wealth that would last several lifetimes. But what of it?"
"At my age, those numbers in the bank accounts can't buy me even one more day of life."
"Cancer cells have spread throughout my body, and those top doctors can do nothing but let me wait for death."
He suddenly turned around, spreading his arms, and looked up at the pale full moon in mid-air.
"But the master can, as the invincible general of the Yu Dynasty, commanding thousands of ghost soldiers, the King of Ghouls! Only he can break the boundary of life and death and grant us true immortality!"
Qian Dongming's emotions became exceptionally agitated, the cane striking the bluestone slab with a crisp sound.
