He knew nothing, living in this ignorant and clueless way.
The sky grew farther and farther away from him. Xiao Yancheng looked at the vines and branches above his head, feeling as if he couldn't breathe. He tightly clutched his collar, gasping for air like a fish out of water, breathing in and out, yet still suffocating, as if there was a hole in his chest that couldn't be filled no matter how much he tried to breathe.
"Fourth… brother!" He uttered intermittently, glaring at Fourth Master Xiao, his eyes beginning to lose focus. He looked at him: "Promise me one thing…"
Fourth Master Xiao frowned, his hands behind his back clenched into fists, and after a moment, he nodded slightly.
Using the last of his strength, Xiao Yancheng smiled and said, "Write my mother's... name, into the Xiao family genealogy… this is her life's… wish!"
