Translator: Pika

  A panicked shout interrupted him. “You absolutely must not do this!” An old man with gray hair was hurrying over to him, surrounded by a group of people.

  Bi Gan? Zu An frowned when he turned around and saw this man. The memories he had inherited from this body told him that this was his uncle, Bi Gan.

  He looked exactly like someone whose top priority was the welfare of his country and its people. He was dressed like a faithful official that was commonl..