Suddenly, such a terrifying scene unfolded, catching Qin Nuo completely off guard.

He stepped back a few paces, his expression puzzled and grave.

Grandpa Agai's mouth was open, with an unknown yellow-brown liquid seeping from the seven orifices of his face. He reached out a hand, seemingly mistaking Qin Nuo for his grandson Agai, and mumbled incoherently.

"Agai... Grandpa makes dinner every night waiting for you to come back... That night, it was Grandpa's fault... After you ran out, why didn't you come back? How could you be so heartless to leave Grandpa alone at home?"