Fu Chi clenched his fists, his eyes seemingly shrouded in a dark mist, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, devoid of life.
"Fu Yuhua... so that's how it is."
From the very beginning, this was a dead-end, stuck in a loop.
From his father's death to his mother's sudden departure, and his exile from the Fu family, how many tragedies had been caused by Yun Lan and the others?
Because of this good Samaritan in everyone's eyes, how many people were living lives worse than death?
The source of everything.
The original comes from Yun Lan and He Yue.
Everything tangled up and all rooted in the feud over a decade ago.
"Fu... Fu Chi..."
Yi Yang suddenly grabbed his wrist. Even though he was now gravely ill and hovering on the verge of death, his grip was strong, tightly imprisoning his hand. His once beautiful eyes were now bloodshot due to having Fu Chi's distinctive genetic traits.
