"Human pill!" Chen Luo was startled. At that moment, anger and despair surged from the bottom of his heart, and the paper bag in his hand dropped to the ground, revealing half a roasted chicken inside.
"Brother, be happy." Chen An smiled. She was a harbinger of bad luck; living seemed nothing more than suffering. One by one, the people around her had left, and now only her fourth brother, Chen Luo, remained. Yet her fourth brother had sacrificed far too much for her, looking like a man in his fifties despite being only in his twenties. She could not bear to drag her brother down any longer.
"No!" Chen Luo's eyes reddened. Before their mother died, she had entrusted her younger sister to him and his brothers. The faces of his three older brothers flashed one by one before Chen Luo's eyes. He grabbed the shoulder pole by the door and swung it straight at Gong Huaicheng. He hated—he hated the Netherworld Sacred Land for destroying everything the Chen family had, and he hated his own incompetence; because of poverty, he had even sold off all their weapons.
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