Wu Yuan's face became even paler, if it was possible.
As though Mu Yuze's question had evoked a piece of terrible memory he would rather forget, his body started to tremble like a sieve. The temperature in the room was clearly well-maintained, yet he looked like he had been thrown into the depth of an icy lake from how hard his teeth were chattering.
"I… I don't…" he stuttered out, unable to form a coherent sentence.
Mu Yuze did not wait for him to adjust his emotions before he added, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the teenager's trembling figure. "At first, I thought it was so simple. Just one push… just by pushing him that one time, I could already kill him. But then, someone knocked some sense into me and told me I was too naïve. If it was really that simple to kill someone, then why did I have to endure his abuse for years? Why did I have to suffer for such a long time?"
