In this cold morning courtyard.
Amber saw Guo ShouQue once again.
He had his back to Amber, still retaining the appearance of middle age, quietly humming something to himself.
After taking off his shirt, his upper body was already bare. The robust muscles of his back were exposed under the morning sky, filled with the vitality of abundant life.
However, beneath that seemingly healthy skin color, a turbulent gray-black hue flowed. Abnormal textures and organs throbbed beneath that shell, emitting an inhuman vibe.
Just like that, Guo ShouQue rolled up his pants legs, stepped forward, waded into waist-deep water until the icy cold lake water submerged his abdomen, he raised his hands to scoop up the cold droplets, sprinkling them over his face and body.
Carefully washing his body.
Finally, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
Even though he was facing away, Amber could feel... that person was smiling, smiling with immense satisfaction and gratitude.
