After reading Wei Siming's letter, Elder Wang felt a bit conflicted.
These were wanderers who had lost the 'mother's love,' struggling bitterly in foreign lands, enduring countless hardships and torments.
But until their last breath, they never forgot their roots.
Suddenly, Elder Wang thought of a phrase:
To never fail the soul of Huaxia till death.
He sighed softly and handed the letter to Wei Fan:
"Patriarch Wei, take a look."
While Wei Fan was reading, Elder Wang asked Wei Niandong:
"Brother Nian Dong, let me ask you a question, what year is it in the Damo Calendar now?"
Wei Niandong immediately replied, "It is now the year 4571 of the Damo Calendar."
"4571... 4396..."
Elder Wang thoughtfully stroked his chin and turned to Lin Li and the others:
"That means it's been over 170 years since Wei Siming and his companions transmigrated to the Damo Realm."
Lin Li showed a hint of puzzlement, slightly furrowing his brows:
"Over 170 years?
