"Everyone shut the hell up." Sixth Master Xiao roared again: "Now, each of you report the names of the people you can remember to Mr. Yang, let him write them down, then he'll call the roll. Those called will be checked off, those absent will be circled."
Circled, means they're gone.
This simple and brutal method shattered countless families' illusions!
After this round of operations, seventeen boatmen were circled, confirmed gone, and naturally, the families cried terribly in their grief.
When it got completely dark, Old Luo finally dragged his lead-weighted legs into the house.
He didn't even know how he got home; as soon as he entered, he plopped down onto the bamboo stool.
"What's wrong with you? You've lost your soul?"
