Yin Yongzhe turned his head and met Gu Qing’s eyes.
In that moment, he saw the surging, boundless hatred in her gaze—bone-chilling, devoid of the slightest trace of warmth or mercy.
Unable to accept this cruel reality, tears spilled uncontrollably from his bloodshot eyes, which were filled with despair. They traced paths down his blood-streaked face, carving tracks through the grime.
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