Where Is My Horse?
Editor: Exodus Tales
Elder Han died.
He died very peacefully and he didn't suffer any pain.
If one wanted to talk about sadness.
He didn't feel too sad, after all, he had only just met Elder Han. He wouldn't cry so much just because someone gave him some benefits.
That was too fake. Although he was an actor, what mattered was the process. Sadness without an entire process was without a soul.
Sadness without a soul was just bad acting.
Lin Fan dug a hole and buried Elder Han. He found a stone and made a tombstone. Just as he was about to carve his name, he asked, "What is Elder Han's name?"
This was awkward.
He only knew that he was called Elder Han but he didn't know his real name.
"Hanqing." Elder Yunsheng replied
Lin Fan nodded his head and carved the name onto the tombstone. This was all he could do. He couldn't do anything else.
Everything was settled and everyone stood by the river.