'Not everyone in this world is a traitor, but I'm definitely a traitor to you, right, Yuan Jun?' Zhang Hei thought bitterly to himself.
It had been several hours since he said those words to Jun in front of the other ZHUI members and the manager. He tried to encourage Jun to make friends so he wouldn't feel lonely anymore, but at the same time, he sliced his own heart when he said the last sentence.
That was because Zhang Hei believed that he was a traitor in Jun's previous life more than four hundred years ago. He had dream after dream, and he concluded that Jun was a prince more than four hundred years ago, whereas he was the prince's bodyguard at that time. A guard was supposed to be loyal to his master, but he ended up beheading his master.
That was the reason why Zhang Hei looked gloomy after parting ways with Jun in the practice room, and currently, he was blankly looking at his desk in his office.
"Are you listening to me, sir?"
