"No! Just bear with it, it'll be okay!" whispered Su Yuanzhan in the construction shack.
Although he had gone mad, he had not done anything terribly wrong over the years.
He deliberately chose such an abandoned shack to hide in, hoping that no one, especially women, would come near.
Everyone thought he was some kind of martial arts prodigy.
But only he knew that his situation was somewhat similar to Su Fan's; he too had contracted a rare and bizarre illness.
When he wasn't sick, he was fine, but once he fell ill, he would become extremely irritable and uncontrollably violent, even wanting to harm or kill people.
If he encountered a woman, he had an even stronger urge to brutally torture her.
Even though he hadn't killed anyone or really forced himself on any women over the years,
he had still hurt many people and taken liberties with many women when out of control.
"Damn it! Just go away!"
Su Yuanzhan was clenching his own trembling right hand, roaring in his mind.
