As soon as he got off the plane, Su Li was immediately taken to meet Sang Yang.
It had only been a month since they last saw each other, but it seemed like a lifetime.
The last time they met at the Yuan Family's house, Sang Yang still had a handsome and dashing appearance, but now....
His beard was scruffy, his hair like a bird's nest, unkempt for a long time. He looked haggard, his eyes weary, and his back hunched.
He sat in the chair like a frightened animal, constantly in a state of panic, tense muscles ready to spring at any moment, observing his surroundings nervously, as if the slightest sound could make him jump and flee for his life.
No one knew what Sang Yang had gone through to change from a vibrant young man into an old man lost in twilight.
When he saw Su Li, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Sang Yang's dead eyes.
It was as if he had grasped onto his last lifeline and lunged forward through the glass.
