The Troubled Times of the Three Kingdoms: Appreciating the Big Goose

Twilight is like blood, covering the streets and alleys of the city. Shang Dage stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the pet funeral shop, looking at the neon reflected on the glass. His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the silver pocket watch in his pocket - it was the only relic left by his late mother. As the youngest pet mortician human resources manager in the city, he witnesses the loss of life every day, but the hole in his heart becomes increasingly difficult to fill.