"You want to kill me?"
Huo Tianqi's reply was still Huo Siyu's fist, another punch landing on Huo Tianqi's face.
Huo Tianqi didn't retaliate at all, not even dodging. The blood at the corner of his mouth grew more copious, yet it was nothing compared to the profound sadness welling up in him as he continued to ask, "You want to kill me?"
He understood Huo Siyu too well, even better than Huo Siyu knew himself. The moment Huo Siyu made his move, it was not anger but murderous intent that showed in his eyes. He still remembered the look in Huo Siyu's eyes the first time he killed someone, an icy indifference, yet tinged with a lofty detachment as if it had nothing to do with him.
Back then, he was right beside him, watching Huo Siyu, watching as his body became drenched in blood.
