Aiden took a deep breath. He wanted to reach out with his hand, but it stopped halfway in the air.
"Yes, I believe in you. You will make it."
Aiden walked over to the old man and whispered in his ear."There should be some medicine in the hospital that can help regrow a missing arm. I can..."
He didn't finish his sentence. The old man, with white hair, shook his head firmly and said.
"Thank you, General. Our neighbors have raised a lot of money for me. It's enough for the treatment."
"Your money should be spent on yourself. That way, you can get stronger and kill more demons in the future."
"Everyone is talking about the bet you made in the Sovereign City. That 10 billion, we don't want it at all."
Aiden didn't know what to say. There were many victims in The White City. For the people who survived, sharing the 10 billion would be enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
