Bryce lightly touched his cheek, then said, "Does this face look unfamiliar? At first, I was even taken aback, but later I gradually got over it."
"Bryce, what exactly do you want to do?" Jian Luo asked coldly.
"What do I want to do?" Bryce scoffed as he rose to his feet and walked toward Jian Luo, stopping in front of him.
"Jian Luo, your question is quite interesting. Back then, I survived a terrible ordeal, but my face was ruined. I was nearly sentenced to a lifetime of bed rest. All thanks to you. Now you're asking me what I want to do — don't you find that laughable?"
Years ago at the edge of a cliff, he backed into a corner and was forced to leap into the sea. Thankfully, he had a stroke of divine luck and survived.
During the aftermath of that year, he barely clung to life, enduring countless surgeries. For a while, he was kept awake every night by excruciating pain. That hellish existence was something he would never forget.
