The storm was about to come, dark clouds were rolling in, and the entire Hong Kong Island was plunged into depression.
At first, Lucas Gao and his group consisted of no more than a dozen people, hammering and hammering in the empty wilderness.
After walking for a while, many people followed, and gradually, the procession of people carrying banners and ropes stretched for several kilometers.
The sky was filled with mourning. When they arrived at Wang Shuixiang's tomb, the entire hillside was filled with people, all of them looking at Wang Shuixiang's grave in silence.
He was not great during his lifetime, but after his death he was remembered and given the highest honors. This is what Wang Shuixiang is like.
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