Wow!

Uncle Fu relied on his remaining vitality to soar into the air and rushed directly to the top of the formation, like a bright meteor.

As he lay dying, his thoughts drifted back to that afternoon more than ten years ago.

At that time, he was desperate, being hunted by his enemies everywhere and on the verge of death. He was huddled in the shadow of a street corner in tattered clothes, like a homeless person.

Not only is his life entering a countdown, but the great hatred in his heart is difficult to avenge, and he will leave the world with endless hatred in his heart.

Just then, a crisp bell sound was heard. He looked up and saw a little girl in a pink skirt walking towards him. Her eyes were as bright as stars and she was holding a piece of osmanthus cake in her hand.

I will never forget this picture in my life.

"Daddy, he's so pitiful." The little girl's voice was soft, like the first warm breeze in spring.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the little girl immediately handed the osmanthus cake in her hand to him and said, "Here you go."

He took the cake with trembling hands, but did not dare to look up at her. He could only see her embroidered shoes decorated with pearls, sparkling in the sun.

That was the first time he felt the warmth of the world and the first time he tasted the sweetness of osmanthus.

“That’s great…”

He felt his life slipping away, but a smile played on his lips.

For more than ten years, he watched the innocent little girl grow up, watched her laugh, watched her cry, and watched her experience the joys and sorrows of life.

And now, he can finally repay this kindness with his life.