The old man made it clear that he did not have much time.

What does that mean? Are you going to drive the crane West and be dead?

Think, I shook my head, some incredible way: "Uncle, your body is still so strong, and there is no problem in another thirty years of war, why say time is not much?"

Li Yiyuan took a deep breath, his eyes twinkled for a while, then stared at me: "You promise me first, and then I tell you something, you listen to it and rot in your stomach, not to the third person, especially the two sisters of Sheffield."

The man's face was...