Zhao Chi was no fool; how could he not know that Wang Zhaofeng was well aware of what he was thinking? Yet he still refused to reconcile himself to it. "You know, what the hell is the use of you knowing?"
"I just wanted to climb higher, and you were standing in my way, Commander Wang..."
A bitter ache filled Wang Zhaofeng's heart. What kind of journey must a person traverse to become so utterly pure? Pure evil?
Chapter 118