Eternal Gate

"Hurry, hurry, Yuan Wang is giving out porridge again."

In the year of famine, this news spread throughout Wutong Town before dawn.

The deserted street suddenly surged with people. There were men, women, old and young, big and small, all holding a rice bowl. They must be very hungry, and they rushed up desperately. Inevitably, those who were trampled on, the cries of babies, One after another.