Chapter 1508

Upon returning to the village, Hera fused the little boy's soul with his physical body. His eyes regained their color, and he immediately threw himself into the old man's arms and started crying loudly. The old man picked up his great-grandson and comforted him with tears streaming down his face, "Peter, don't cry. I’m here!" "Sir, is it just you and Peter left now?" Hera asked, pressing her lips together. The old man nodded with a bitter smile. "Yes, this child has had a hard life." Nash was taking a closer look at the child. Indeed, his life had been harsh. He also had leukemia and was expected to live only until about ten years old. However, with his intervention, that would not pose a problem. "Miss, can you help me find my mom? She's not dead. She came to see me yesterday. But I didn't recognize her and got scared. She must be very sad,” the little boy said timidly. Hera was a soft-hearted person. When she heard that, the floodgates opened and tears streamed down her face.