If anyone else had been there, they would have kicked the corpse off without hesitation. But Chen Luo wouldn't. His Uncle San wouldn't either.,Uncle Three watched from the side, paying close attention to Chen Luo's every move and occasionally offering him advice.,Chen Luo glanced at the stray dog raised by his uncle. He remembered when he first came to the city and stayed with his uncle, this mangy dog had bitten a hole in his pants. In the corner, the mangy dog, its tail stiff with anxiety, was hidden away from the foul stench, sensing that something bad might be about to happen.。