Huang Yu could hear that the old man was referring to himself, but he did not hate the old man at all, for he was right. Now that he had witnessed all his companions die of the sword and arrows of the golden soldiers, how could there be no hatred? Sanniu continued, "We work for the Emperor, but our lives are ours. Nothing is fake, and only those who can survive can speak up." He ate another two mouthfuls of food before putting down his head. He turned his head and asked, "Little boy, why are you here? For whom are you working for?" After thinking for a while, Fuguang began to talk about his justice. He did not speak as fluently as he did before. Sanniu heard him and smiled. He made a very dismissive expression and said to Lin, "Brother Lin, what about you?" Xiao traumatizedly wiped the tea
