He gripped the rope with one hand and held aloft the heavy, golden lotus lantern in the other. He stared up at the well opening, a sight he had been longing to see for ages.,“Stop beating around the bush.” He stroked his beard, shifting into a cross-legged position and moving a distance away from Ou Yang Rong. “Kind words are useless for damned souls. Great compassion doesn't reach those who reject it.”,Non-paying players can only grind frantically. Don't look at Ou Yangrong, whose postgraduate entrance examination vocabulary is still stuck on "abandon," but his ability to tinker and get things done has been top-notch since he was little.。