Once she was her own belief, her own hope.
She was the only light.
Now... She is nothing.
Does she know... how angry she's made me.
Angry because of the blind trust I had in her, leading to the tragic deaths of brothers...
And now... here she is in front of me, yet I find myself unable to truly kill her.
Gu Cheng was so enraged that he lost reason, then began to unbutton his shirt one by one.
After that, revealing the robust chest of a man...
Gu Cheng, due to his training, had an excellent physique, but atop his muscular waist, there were scars all over.
Knife wounds, gunshot wounds...
Sang Yu's eyes darkened a shade.
Once... she used to caress the man's wounds... asking if it hurt...
Back then... she was sincere.
Not everything was pretense and falsehood.
But now, times have changed, clarity has become muddled, truth indistinct.
