Yu Youhan took a large gulp from the bottle of seventy-thousand dollar Glenfiddich. His act was primal like his spirit.
He thought about the young girl from the past Li Yuan was fretting about. She was a ghost of his past. She hunted him with a fever he felt like he would loose himself to despair.
It was years ago when Li Yaun and Yu Youhan were kidnapped by the Lei clan. They were 16 at that time and the petite girl was hardly 7 or 8. He would have to be a pedophile to be interested in her romantically.
But even then he wouldn't tell that to Li Yuan, explaining wasn't what he did.
They were in trapped in a basement with no food or water. Li Yuan put up one hell of a fight when being caught and sustained far more injuries than him and was passed out, in mild conscious he would groan in pain from time to time.
Escaping wasn't that hard but they couldn't get out of the tight ropes that bind thed.
