"From your perspective, it's natural to resent the villagers for not taking your grandfather with them when they fled, but seeking revenge isn't reasonable. They didn't save him, but they didn't harm him on purpose either."
Pang Dakun took a painful drag from his cigarette and said, "So, Uncle, you're blaming me, blaming me for not getting back in time, and that's why my grandfather died..."
"Why do you have to think someone must take responsibility for this..." Zhang Su felt that Pang Dakun's mindset was a bit twisted, fitting the 'greenhorn' trait to a tee.
"This is a catastrophe for humanity, affecting the whole city, every country, and the entire world. I don't know who to blame for this, but if you really need to blame something, blame the virus..."
Zhang Su spread his hands; no one knew exactly how the virus had broken out.
