C628 His Heart Was Shot

In the blink of an eye, it's late at night.

Anmo was wearing a black coat as he stood in the garden. As the cold wind blew, he stared blankly at the iron door.

"Young master, please rest for a while. We'll just wait." Yard handed him a bowl of ginger soup. "If you do this, your body will not be able to take it."

"It's so late. They must be injured. With more people, work harder