"So that's the result," Beiming Han replied indifferently.
"I'm really curious then, what does the Ming Family mean by coming after a useless cripple like me? Even if they wanted to attack, they should be targeting formidable figures like my fourth and sixth brothers." Beiming Jue's face showed a confused expression.
"Second Brother, you needn't belittle yourself," Beiming Han's tone was as steady as ever.
Piqued by his standoffish expression and demeanor, Beiming Jue could feel his anger surge. He wasn't ignorant — this so-called Ming Family attack, the car accident, was all his doing!
He'd never forgotten the young lady who was hurt because of him!
It took all of Beiming Jue's self-restraint not to lose control. He despised Beiming Han for his cold and aloof demeanor, and now held nothing but resounding hatred for him.
No one knew just how much suffering he'd endured, in attempts to recover, which were beyond the threshold of ordinary people!
