Lu Hanbing held Hirvan tightly in his arms, his body trembling with a volatile mix of rage and frustration. The tension between them had reached its boiling point, and yet Hirvan continued to withhold the truth, refusing to admit that he was Ren Lian. That refusal only fanned the flames of Lu Hanbing's anger.
The worst part wasn't just the denial, it was the distant look in Hirvan's eyes as if his thoughts were consumed by someone else entirely. Another boy. The idea formed in Lu Hanbing's mind, turning his frustration into something darker.
"Do you truly despise me this much?"
Lu Hanbing's voice broke the silence, each word forced through tightly clenched teeth, dripping with pain and hurt that he couldn't fully conceal.
Hirvan struggled in his arms, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Yes, I hate you! I hate your gut! Let me go, you lunatic! I have to find Fu Yan! Because of you, He's misunderstood me!"
