In that instant, Vireo shed tears for no reason.

It was not too accurate to be calling the woman in front of him an old lady because she did not look that old. It was just that her calm face had a tinge of unconcealable gloomy expression, which gave the old lady in front of her an indescribable sense of beauty. She was wearing a veil. She was also dressed incomparably plainly, and the hems of her habit were even a little torn. However, that simplicity still was not able to cover up her beauty. Her beauty was pure and untainted. Her beauty had a sense of drastic hardships, and it made people feel endless heartaches. Her face was pale and thin, but pure kindness was showing in her eyes.

Vireo cried for a long time and was not able to speak. The old lady in front of him also had tears streaming down her face, but her face was very calm. "Mister…"

She called him mister as soon as she opened her mouth. Vireo was stunned.

"Mister, seeing that you're already an adult now, my sense of guil