A certain neighborhood.
A middle-aged man sat in front of a computer, frantically typing on the keyboard with a crazed expression.
"Damn it, it's just an old man, are you all his grandsons and granddaughters? Protecting him like this."
"A bunch of idiots, do you even know the importance of the Longevity Pill? If Emperor Xiao Yao gives it away, then no one can achieve immortality. But if the government researches it, there might be hope."
"Saving an old man, you're truly foolish!"
"I think even Chen Mingyuan hopes this Longevity Pill would be given to the government for research, so everyone can become immortal, considering how selfless and great he is."
"This was Mr. Chen's last wish, do you understand?"
As he typed away at the keyboard, he posted comment after comment.
But the next moment, the man suddenly clutched his chest, his expression twisted in pain, quickly standing up and staggering back in agony.
