Chapter 82 Burying The Immortals

"Yeah... I've been sitting here my whole life, reading these books... And yet I still can't see through the coldness of this world... still can't understand the nature of the human heart." The Book Beggar, who usually remained completely silent no matter how others mocked him, actually opened his mouth to speak. "The more I read, the more the world seemed blurry—unreal." His voice was hoarse—painfully so, as if he hadn't used it in years. His tone was uneven and strange.