"You don't know, yeah, you don't know."
The Insomnia Emperor couldn't help but sigh, "From back then until now, the Human Race owes you too much, Uncle Andrew. Now, even I feel like you should know everything, yet..."
However, Andrew was just an old man back then.
An ordinary old man who, due to certain events, bore the survival of an entire race on his shoulders and even lost both of his legs.
A pair of legs that could exchange for the survival of the entire Human Race.
This awe-inspiring act also created the expression "Andrew's Leg."
But what was Andrew's original dream? What profession and work did Andrew want to pursue?
No one really cared about these things.
Countless intelligent beings thought that whether it was Insomnia Emperor, Sun God, or Prince of Stars, winning or losing didn't matter.
As long as Andrew was there, Naseng would never fall.
