A great crowd had gathered to bid farewell today. Almost every villager in Baiyun Village had turned out, packing the entrance to the village so densely it looked like a bustling market day. Fortunately, the area at the village entrance was spacious enough to hold such a multitude.
Men, women, and children of all ages were present. Some elderly folks, though trembling as they walked, stubbornly leaned on makeshift wooden canes to be there. They refused to listen to their families' attempts to dissuade them, insisting, "I’m nothing but a bag of old bones now; who knows when I’ll be put in the ground? Perhaps I’ll close my eyes for the last time tomorrow. Since there’s a chance to see a Juren lord today, I must go, or I won’t be able to die in peace."
Seeing their resolve, no one dared to stop them.
Chapter 312