“Little Jun, don’t be like that! Don’t!” A person next to him tugged at him.
A girl also slumped to the ground, having lost her wits. She sobbed, “Uncle Wei was afraid we worked too hard! He insisted that we leave! All the work was left to him! We… We really deserve to die! Why did we leave!? Why did we lose the scripts!?”
“No one is blaming you. Don’t blame yourselves!”
“It’s our fault!”
“Even if you did not lose the scripts, Uncle Wei would definitely have to work overtime anyway!”