"Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"
With just a simple sentence filled with deadly intent, Sun Xiaofu once again woke from a nightmare, unmoved even by the entwining bodies of the two Japanese women next to him.
The night was like a curtain, and the stars twinkled.
Sun Xiaofu's face showed complex and changing emotions until an hour later, a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, prompting him to get out of bed and walk toward the center of the courtyard.
In the courtyard,
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged under a cherry blossom tree, his breathing rhythmic, with streams of blood swirling around him, creating a dull sound in the surrounding void.
Suddenly, Ye Xuan opened his eyes, a streak of blood flashing across them, giving Sun Xiaofu a deep look.
"I've come to a decision."
"Um."
"That's good then."
Their brief conversation said it all,
