He was furious, he couldn't name the emotions he was feeling. He felt conflicted and betrayed.
He thought they were true to each other. He had no name for their relationship but he wasn't fake or unjust to her like she was to him.
The thought flared his anger like fuel incited fire. He connected his fists on the front wall consecutively till his fists bleed.
He glared at all the left ruins of his empires' brick stones.
At the same time, he heard the loud knocking on the door. He didn't answer, his rage reaching peaks. The knockings continued and became rather fiercer.
"What the f*ck is it?!" Finally reaching his limits he shouted.
Ji Zhou entered the office room with hesitant steps. He looked at the trashed office and grimaced. He hadn't heard anything due to the soundproof walls.
He looked at the bleeding knuckles and wanted to help but it wasn't a wise thing to do so stayed rooted. Their Master especially hated anyone's touching his wounds.
