Yang Yi’s cheek twitched as he watched Gushen slowly stand up. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but hesitated.
"I know you and Jiang Chen share a deep, irreconcilable hatred," Gushen said, his hands behind his back as he slowly descended the stairs. "I suspect there is even the bitterness of having your wife stolen mixed in there, is there not?"
Yang Yi slowly clenched his fists and hurried to keep up.
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