"Yes, older brother," Lu Mingze said in a very, very low, devilish voice. "Who else could it be, if not you?"
Indeed, in this world, aside from oneself, who else could feel such regret, such hatred, and such a burning desire to change a cowardly loser?
Because of remorse, there is hatred; because of regret, there is resentment. In this life, what a person hates most is never someone else, but rather that former self who once cowardly fled and is now reduced to utter powerlessness.
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