"But who is there to know that everytime someone praises me like this, my face would burn with so much shame!? I would wish for nothing more than to take a rope and hang myself! What is the use of having an honest judge like me? I clearly cannot do anything, and I cannot even protect the families of brothers and have to watch by the side as they get humiliated repeatedly! Apart from drinking myself unconscious every night, what else can I do…"
Tie Huaili sat on the chair, his arms hanging helplessly by his side. Slowly, he raised his hands and covered his face. All of a sudden, tears poured endlessly from his eyes, and he howled painfully. Just like that, an iron blooded warrior like Tie Huaili, began to cry!
