Qi Gang finally came out of the memory scroll as he fell to his knees. He sat there for quite a while, trying to digest everything he had seen. He looked outside.
Time didn't seem to have passed at all. He came right at the moment when he was sucked inside the scroll.
And those things he watched….
The scroll didn't record anything after that moment. It seemed as if Yu Weimin hadn't decided to use that scroll anymore after recording the last bit of memory for some reason.
Qi Gang lowered his head and stared at his own hands.
How many times did he try to kill that person with all his heart and soul? Just what was that person thinking and feeling when he attacked him every single time they met?
His chest felt blocked as he stood up shakily. To say that he had been only affected by the memories would be an understatement.
His heart was shaken so much that he couldn't think straight.
