Flashes of information about the Investigation Bureau crossed his mind: every Abnormal would be sent into unknown laboratories, forced to endure all kinds of horrific and brutal experiments. He couldn't accept that his family would continue to be tormented even after death, yet there was nothing he could do about it now.
"What's the use of repeating these words over and over?" When Yuan Hui spoke, curses in the form of characters crawled out from the corners of his mouth, making for an eerie sight.
"This world doesn't care who's right or who's pitiful; it doesn't work on listening to such people." Yuan Hui gently caressed the Blood Ring: "My two beloved never did anything wrong, yet they were brutally murdered just because someone wanted to threaten me, not even able to become ghosts."
