Rain trickled down the windowpane, winding its way like transparent scars, refracting a bleak, chilling light from the dim streetlamps outside. The chill of the rainy night seemed to seep through the thick glass and settle into my marrow. I shuddered involuntarily, my fingers gripping my phone tightly.
"Zhao Xinyan, you are behind all of this!" With the truth out in the open, I stopped beating around the bush. My voice was low and sharp, like a blade unsheathed, devoid of any pretense.
*Heh.*
Chapter 226