Creak…

The door opened.

A skinny old man walked out. His face was timeworn and wrinkled, and he seemed a bit spiritless as if life and old age were getting the better of him.

The man walked over to Thomas and took a seat.

“Thomas…”

His soulless eyes suddenly lit up.

Watching the old man intently, Thomas grinned. “Winston, to think that you were able to make a breakthrough into the eighth rank before your death. Congratulations, you get to live for a few decades or so.”

Winston sigh