When did his elder brother become so foolish?
At eight, or maybe nine, or could it be ten?
Huang Ying kept recalling in her mind.
Meanwhile, Liang Hui was gazing into the distance with deep eyes, striding forward quickly.
It was just a minor episode, but it was a pity that the show of force was all for naught, displayed to the blind.
…
Huang Qi watched as the two figures gradually disappeared from view.
The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated.
He turned around!
His question seemed to be pointed:
"Mr. Li, my behavior just now seemed rather foolish!"
The man with an etched face tightly clutched his severed arm.
"It was foolish, lacking knowledge of advance and retreat, unaware of life and death."
"Is that so?"
Huang Qi nodded.
Yet in his heart he muttered, 'Has it already become so severe? To consume ninety-nine percent of one's emotions to feed the remaining one and thus become obsessed with immortality!'
