Behind him, the voice of a one-armed man was lowered, attracting Yun Yang's attention.

"Brothers, I always felt..." The one-armed man was obviously worried and suppressed his voice low: "I always felt... this matter seemed to have something to do with the Nine Great People..."

"Nine Masters?" The other few exclaimed in unison.

"Silence." The one-armed man hurriedly reminded: "I think... the nine adults often gave money to their brothers, but at that time they were in the army. Whenever they retreated or when the injured brothers were sent back, there were always people rushing to catch up. No matter how many people went home, each person had the least 500 taels of silver..."

"Later we found out that the money was not issued by the military headquarters;... do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember this! How can the nine adults forget the kindness of our disabled soldiers who have given us high ground?"

"The person who sent the silver gift sent by the nine adults back then was dressed in black and masked..." The one-armed man trembled: "...That night, I ate my stomach and didn't sleep all night. I vaguely saw... a few black shadows, black and masked, throwing the silver in my room... and then disappeared..."

"These men in black are the same clothes as the subordinates of the Nine Masters before..."

The other people suddenly shook their bodies and stood up, with a strong expression of excitement on their faces: "What are you... saying true?!"

The one-armed man's voice trembled violently, tears appeared in his eyes, and his voice choked: "You guys... are the nine adults not dead yet..."

His voice was filled with strong hope. The thick Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said eagerly: "The nine adults... should not be dead..."

"In addition to the nine adults, who can always take the disabilities on the battlefield for me and these battlefields..."

...

Yun Yang took a breath and left with great strides. The discussion afterwards was still continuing, but there was already a choking sound.

"...I hope so much that the nine adults are still there...Woooo..."

Yun Yang accelerated his figure, and he quickly turned around several streets with expressionless expressions, came to a secluded place, stood up, leaned his back against a broken wall, took a deep breath, and gasped...

I felt a burst of cramps in my heart; that was how my brothers did back then. How could my brothers not have the responsibility and persistence to come to me?

I believe that the eight brothers have spirits in heaven and will feel relieved to see their kindness that they continued?
Chapter completed!