"Why did you never leave me alone?! Why did you keep chasing me, whispering my name, pestering me with your pity?!"
His voice broke, rage mixing with something… else.
"Every time I tried to advance… to prove myself… you were there. Smiling. Watching. Wavering my Dao Heart!"
A growl, then a scream—desperate.
"I HATED YOU!!"
The words rang out like a curse, heavy, final.
And the crowd—misunderstood.
A realization swept through them like wildfire.
Hate. He hated her.
And what had he done?
Lan Meiyu and her friends had been raped. Brutalized. Left broken.
The whispers turned to gasps.
"It was him…" someone muttered in horror.
"He did it—because he hated her!"
"Then… where is she?!"
A dreadful silence.
Lan Meiyu was nowhere to be seen.
Could he have… killed her before coming here?!
The idea sank into their bones—a chilling, horrifying possibility.
And as the fear settled, Liu Zhenhai's blackened eyes snapped onto Su Xiaobai.
"AND YOU—!!"
