"You, of all people, could never understand true pain."
The despair at the death of Luo Li, the madness of rebelling against the orchestrators, the emptiness after slaying them in counterattack, the remorse pointed out by Clone Wen Lie that Luo Li could have lived, and the exhaustion of having to constantly guard against teammates going berserk.
Recalling every detail of the past, Clone Zheng Zha radiated a violent, murderous intent and burst into wild, crazed laughter.
"But amidst the pain of infinite existence, I have already surpassed mortals—"
After stabilizing the injuries of Qin Shuiyan and Yaya and collecting a massive haul of spoils, Tang Yun had Ning Cheng run out to find a car. Before long, Ning Cheng drove back the Ferrari 220 that had belonged to young master Du.
Opening the door and stepping inside, they found the interior decorated with extreme luxury. The spacious bed was covered with silk sheets, and several pieces of art hung on the walls, exuding a noble aura.
"Absurd. How could that be intentional? How did those people of the Ying family die?" The old man snorted, clearly unwilling to admit it.
At the same time, they publicly announced that Sakurai had passed away at an advanced age and held a grand funeral for him.
Chapter 93