352 Expanding: Part 2

"My childhood lay in a broken mud-walled hut. There was a simple, hand-made wooden horse in it, and a sandbag made out of rags. That was everything I had."

Lin Sheng sighed.

"I've never had any education, and even now, I barely read at all. I am really, really just a simple young man. If I threw away my training, and the blessing of the holy light, I might as well be just a kid out there picking junk."

He lamented as he swept his gaze across the crowd.

"My mother died."

The crowd was silent.

"My father was sickly.

It was still silent.

"My elder brother was dull-witted, while my sister paralyzed."

"That tragic? Is it even real?" The crowd below looked on at him with sympathy.

Lin Sheng's expression was serious as a pure white radiance glowed in his eyes.