Nolan Sutton's words seemed to open some valve, and the little boy's tears burst out instantly.
"Everybody, everybody is dead … whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops whoops When he thought of what happened not long ago, he cried out of breath.
William Bryan frowned impatiently and waited for a long time before he could get to the point.
He shouted impatiently: "Don't cry."
The boy's crying stopped abruptly. He looked at William Bryan in wait for a while and burped with fear.
This brother in front of me looks terrible...
Nolan Sutton touched his head awkwardly and said, "Have you seen a beautiful sister? What about her? Is she all right?"
"A beautiful sister?" The boy frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "You mean the bride who was robbed by the stockade leader? She is not in the stockade."
"Not in the stockade? Then where did she go?" William Bryan asked, twisting his eyebrows.