It had been so long since Zhao Yan had thought of Zhao Dahe that he had nearly forgotten the man existed. When the name was suddenly brought up, he didn't react for a moment.
A man who had appeared perfectly healthy just last year was suddenly gone; the whole thing was quite baffling.
"What happened? How could he just pass away so suddenly? Wasn't he in good health last year?" Zhao Yan was full of doubt. There were no refugees in the village committing random acts of violence, so unless Zhao Dahe had succumbed to some sudden, acute illness, the situation seemed far too suspicious.
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