Chapter 75 The Status of the Master_1
Huang An held the silver coin, his eyes deep and mysterious.
Staring at the clear and transparent spring water flowing quickly beneath his feet, he was filled with many emotions.
Yang Lianghui would never have imagined that the sickly man he had kicked that day would be the one to kill him today.
Unfortunately, he died without knowing that his killer was that very sickly man he had casually bullied -- Huang An!
Around an hour away from noon, Huang An felt hunger pangs in his stomach.
There was no one around, so he saw no need to eat the hard-to-swallow dry food from his package.
Huang An stood up, looked around, and found a good spot to start a fire.
He gathered fallen leaves and picked up some dry firewood.
With a flick of his hand, a well-packaged roast chicken and a lighter appeared in his palm.
However, as he looked at the roast chicken in his hand, a recent scene flashed in his mind, making his throat tighten uncomfortably.
"Eat the bread!"