County town.
On the street.
The government officer galloped towards the noodle shop on horseback.
The pedestrians quickly moved to the side of the road.
The Old Blind Man was no exception.
He stood leaning against the wall, pondering what to do next when suddenly a voice sounded by his ear:
"How about we make peace?"
The Old Blind Man suddenly turned around.
Behind him was a wall.
The speaker was on the other side of the wall.
The Old Blind Man pressed his hand against the wall, about to exert force, then stopped immediately.
He had two choices now.
1. Stay trapped here.
2. Break through the wall and cross over to fight that Green Brains; win, and he could leave.
The best strategy is——
1.
Get out first.
But what kind of existence am I?
Being played with like this, and then leaving embarrassed at the other's suggestion?
The Old Blind Man let out a sinister laugh, forcefully broke through the wall, and fell with a "splash" into the Lotus Pond.
