It turned out that Wang Jian Country had informed Kong Ming's wife, Ma Rong, of his death. Upon hearing the news, she immediately burst into wailing tears.
Ma Rong had a two-year-old child. She had been waiting at home, full of joy, expecting her husband to return with supplies. Instead of her husband, she only received news of his death.
Wang Jian Country sighed, his eyes turning red. It was truly pitiful for this mother and child to be left utterly alone, having lost their husband and father.
"Ma Rong, please accept my condolences. You still have a child to think about. If you ruin your health from crying, who will take care of the kid? The good news is that we can all go out and gather supplies now. At worst, I'll organize everyone and ask each person to chip in a little to support the two of you. Once the rescue team arrives, everything will be fine."
Ma Rong looked up with bloodshot eyes. "Thank you, Brother Wang. When will the rescue team come?"
"This…"
