Chapter 228

He didn’t know any Brother Hu, A Ha, Ghost-head Chang, or Nie Yao. He had once believed that Mei Lu was the gentlest, kindest mother in the world, and that Mei Baoshan was the best uncle he could ever have. They had often warned him that drugs were shameful and that he must never touch them. Yet, what of them? They were in league with pirates and drug lords. And how did those pirates and drug lords treat the young girls they captured, treating those blooming, flower-like lives as nothing more than commodities? Nie Yao finally realized how filthy and sinful his mother and uncle were, and how much guilt he carried on his own shoulders. Yet, just at that moment, a girl so young, in the prime of her life, had died to save him. He was in agony, grief-stricken and filled with self-loathing; he wished he could just ask Chen Rou to put a bullet through him.