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Redakteur: Atlas Studios
"It's my fault."
Seeing the pleading look on the boy's face, the leader of the Gold Teeth Clan lit another cigarette while shivering. He took a long drag and said, "Your generation is actually much luckier than ours, because you've never seen the good days of the past, and you're already used to the torment of purgatory. You are definitely not like me, tossing and turning every suffocating night, recalling the past, the past, and the past.
"Without gain, there is no loss. Without happiness, there is no pain. Without true life, there is no fear of death. Ignorance is bliss. Ignorance is a gift. Death is the ultimate peace.
"But now… Kid, you already know it. You will never forget it. I'm sorry."
"It's alright. I think this is good. Really. Thank you, Boss."
Bai Xiaolu sobbed. "I was—I was too greedy. I wish that I could play 'Strong Chess' with Boss in such clean water and peaceful environment every day."
"Yes. You were too greedy.