Zheng Yuan was also taken aback as he yelled, "What… What are you doing? I want you to punish the bastards who killed my parents! Not me!"
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and looked Zheng Yuan in the eye, asking, "Have you really forgotten what happened that night?"
"What happened? I don't remember a thing! I was f**king drunk that night!" Zheng Yuan yelled.
Fangzheng stared at him, enunciating each and every word. "Have you really forgotten?"
Zheng Yuan widened his eyes as he glared at Fangzheng. Amid his infinite wrath, slowly a hint of rationality appeared before a tinge of horror surfaced. The horror wasn't caused by Fangzheng, nor was it because he feared Bodhisattva, but it was the horror of facing the truth hidden deep in his memories.
"Have you really forgotten?" Fangzheng continued asking.
