Chapter 163

He sat on the grass, overwhelmed with regret and guilt. If he had been a bit more skilled and his shooting had been a bit better, perhaps he would have hit the target decisively just now. If he hadn't been so afraid for his life and always trying to hide in the back, maybe Buck wouldn't have died. But what was the point of thinking about all this now? He had killed that man, but it wouldn't bring Buck back to life. Darwin had never experienced such pain in his life. He fell to the ground, wishing he could shoot himself dead. At that moment, if someone had come to attack him, he wouldn't have even resisted. He felt like he wasn't even a man just then! He only stayed for half a month, and decided that this was not his territory, so he tried various ways to do less work and slack off more. But why did Buck treat him like one of his own, like a fool? Darwin sat on the ground, motionless, when suddenly the surroun