"Got it," Jiang Ning didn't say too much and hung up.

He looked at the urn in Brother Gou's hands and felt terrible inside. 18 was the number he was given, but his real name was Liu Hui.

After finding out about Number 18's family background, Jiang Ning blamed himself even more.

It wasn't the first time he was going through something like this. All the faces of his comrades from before and all those who sacrificed their lives in front of his very eyes seemed to appear one by one in front of him.

They had sacrificed themselves but they didn't even have the chance to make a name for themselves, becaue they were people who walked in the darkness to make the world a brighter place. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

There was no such thing as peaceful days. Things were peaceful only because someone had taken on the unrest in the

darkness.

Jiang Ning knew that this path they were on would definitely lead them to death.

Even he knew this very early on.

But every time he went through the passing on of someone else, he would still be sad. But as long as he held this position, then he was not allowed to reveal any sadness on his face.

"Number 18 said that he didn't dare to go home because he was afraid that his parents would be disappointed, he was afraid that others would say he was involved in illegal activity, and say that he was going to be a gangster for life, the kind of person who just barely scraped a meal together and waited to die, the kind of person with no pride nor dignity..."

people like us. They felt that we were all trash, and our lives were a

we know that we can

were getting teary. "They would also protect us in

how all the wolves really felt deep inside their

only incur the wrath of others, be looked down upon, hated and

enjoyed being respected by others, and they also

to protect even if it

yourself. Number 18 said before that being able to follow you was the best

it."

didn't

space between life and death. But when the day came when the path really led to death, Jiang

warriors

it seemed like they were the

send Number 18

farming village three hours away from

a very poor village, so for the sake of survival, many children never made it to high school and had to work to share

fewer who had the chance to go

her sight when he was a child and couldn't see anything. His entire family relied on his

he chose to leave home for the city when he was 15 so as to share his father's

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