Wiped Out
The truth from eighteen years ago, or perhaps even further back, was cruelly exposed through Gu Xingjian's deliberate arrangement.
This mystery that had plagued him for half his life, the beginning of every tragedy, the source of all suffering, arrived suddenly in a way Tong Guan had never imagined and for which there had been no warning.
Nothing was false anymore.
In the time of the past, Ji Li had personally beheaded his parents with cold, merciless methods.
The conversation had already revealed too much.
About the wager, about other things... Tong Guan did not understand, but he could tell that his parents had been forced to die. Knowing that was enough.
So the answer to the mystery was, in fact, hatred.
The precious White Candle's second activation was nearing its end.
No matter how different this process had been from what Tong Guan expected, nor how shocking the final result was.
In truth, once the truth was exposed, Room 1002 had only him left inside.
His parents had vanished after he awoke. As far as he could see, there was nothing but endless darkness, hidden dust, and cobwebs.
The 1002 Incident seemed to have ended, yet clearly it had not.
Because Tong Guan was still here. He had become the master of this incident, a "compensation" his parents had left behind after departing.
The Sin Object's effect entered its countdown. Its second use was about to end.
Tong Guan held half a stick of incense as a pile of Incense Ash fell onto the tips of his shoes, turning the white gray.
He slowly raised his head. A tear slid weakly from the corner of his eye, leaving behind bloodshot eyes filled with an ever-intensifying fire of vengeance.
That fire burned hotter and hotter, about to consume