It's getting dark.

Gao Wei is still sitting on the top of a hill, holding Guan Yu's posture when he is being tricked away by a big bird, with dull eyes and tears on his face.

Cool breeze, across the high-dimensional cheeks, glassy eyes flashed a slight fluctuation, the mist condensed again.

Guan Yu can't come back!!

The last hope in Gao Wei's heart was shattered by the fading sky.

Several escapes from death gave her an inexplicable confidence in Guan Yu. She always believed that, as Guan Yu said, he would come back.

So she sat on the top of the hill and waited for Guanyu's return.

But the...