Tian Shisan lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
In just a few days, he had lost a great deal of weight. His face was covered in stubble, and his eyes had sunk deep into their sockets.
Three days had passed since his legs were broken.
For those three days and three nights, he had not closed his eyes once.
More than half of his world had already collapsed.
Among all of Tian Heng's Adopted Sons, Tian Shisan had been the most loyal—and the most outstanding.
He had truly regarded Tian Heng as his father, his idol, and his master.
In fact, Zhang Jin had tried to recruit him, and so had Liu Wuyan, but he had refused them both and remained at his foster father's side.
As a child, he had fled with his parents to Xuanwu City. Tian Heng had given him a bowl of rice and taught him martial arts.
Without Tian Heng, there would be no Tian Shisan today.
Yet when Tian Heng broke both his legs for the sake of the gambling house's interests—
At that moment, the idol in Tian Shisan's heart had shattered.
As for Young Master Shen, Tian Shisan did not actually hate him all that deeply right now. He had gone to seize Young Master Shen's family only because he was following orders.
Young Master Shen had broken his legs only to kill the chicken and warn the monkeys. His true target had been Tian Heng, not Tian Shisan.
Tian Shisan was merely a chess piece.
That day, Young Master Shen had threatened Tian Heng, forbidding him from sending Tian Shisan money, visiting him, or sending a physician to treat him.
But Tian Heng had not done that. That very night, he personally went to Tian Shisan's home. Though