He was no naive boy oblivious to the ways of the world. He had long since learned about the customs and people of this place, unlike when he first arrived with wide-eyed innocence.,Yang Ge choked back tears, reaching out with one hand to tightly grasp the old man's rough, thin hand, and said hoarsely: "You... You don't have to die!",After a moment of pause, he shook his head with some regret: "Too bad I didn't find that iron box bigger than a carriage as you described. Perhaps it was too large and swept away by the currents..."。