Originally, Tan Wenbin wanted to struggle a little longer, or perhaps have a brief yet incredibly long recollection flash through his mind before dying.
First, he would retrospect on his life since he could remember, then focus on reminiscing about regrets, with the faces of those he wanted to see again constantly emerging in his mind...
On TV, that's how it's depicted, where the time after hitting the ground and blinking twice can stretch indefinitely.
Yet, ironically, Tan Wenbin couldn't summon that emotion.
Deep inside, he trusted Brother Xiao Yuan too much, even if Brother Xiao Yuan sent him to his death, he felt it made complete sense, as if even death could have unexpected turns.
"Boom!"
Flesh and spirit beast instantly turned to dust.
After dealing with the obstacle, the silhouette continued forward, as the crowd of ghosts at its back began boarding the dock, densely proceeding along Ghost Street.
Li Zhiyuan looked at Yin Meng sitting there and asked:
