C137 One must Slaughter His Way Back to Tianming

With a creak, Han Binn pushed open the gate to the courtyard. In that instant, it was as if time had rewound to his childhood, to the years spent with his parents. Memories flowed gently through his mind like a river's current. The faces and voices he knew so well were etched in his memory, impossible to forget. Tears streamed down Han Binn's face before he even realized it