In this way, not only do the prisoners behind high walls not know that their whimsical peer has already died outside the prison, but they also think she has gone to a freer and broader world.
Similarly, those outside the high walls won't care about a prisoner's life or death either.
Huo Wen'an hummed, acknowledging Xu Xingguang's analysis.
"Doesn't this achieve the best of both worlds?"
"That old woman is really vicious!" Xu Xingguang cursed, "So venomous, yet she lives so long. Our Brother A Zui, such a good person, almost became a short-lived ghost. Heaven really is unfair."
The grave and heavy atmosphere was easily dispelled by Xu Xingguang's words.
Huo Wen'an chuckled deeply, then said to Xu Xingguang, "Do we continue the chat? If not, I'll head to bed." Poor him, a patient who just recovered from a serious illness. Following Xu Xingguang around today, he's already exhausted, barely able to move his fingers.
