"Mr. Wang, we meet again.” Mr. Tremblay lay there, trying to sit up, but after several attempts, he couldn’t manage.
Ethan quickly stepped forward, sitting by the bed: "Mr. Tremblay, long time no see. You’re looking worse."
In Mr. Tremblay's eyes, there was no fear of death, no regrets about the world, only an eternal calm.
Ethan, having spent many years on the battlefield, had witnessed countless life-and-death moments.
But very few people could face death as calmly as Mr. Tremblay.
Only someone with a heart of steel forged over a century could face death with such tranquility.
Mr. Tremblay gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "I know I don’t have much time left, and I don't expect you to cure me. Before I go, I just wanted to see you."
Ethan suddenly felt an indescribable sensati
