Three-Way Plotlines

Real World, second floor.

The two figures leaning against each other in the hallway were trembling nonstop, on the verge of collapse.

Clyde, in particular, was in far worse condition.

Blood was seeping from every pore of his body, staining his clothes and dyeing a large patch of the floor crimson.

At the same time, his face was undergoing drastic changes, turning old one moment and youthful the next.

No one knew what exactly had happened on the second floor, but Clyde was clearly facing a grave life-or-death crisis.

Zhu Xiaoning, whose strength was inferior, was actually in much better shape.

She had not undergone any changes in age. Her body was merely shaking, nowhere near as badly as Clyde's.

Perhaps it was because a glimmer of light shone from the opening of her clothes over her chest.

A Kerosene Lamp peeked out from beneath the hem, its flame supporting her life force with scorching heat.

Only when all the strength had been drained from Clyde's body did he collapse to the ground like a broken puppet.

His half-long golden hair covered his face. He gasped painfully in the Blood Pool, revealing one azure eye.

"Gu... Gu Xingjian sent you to kill me!"

Clyde could no longer finish even those few words. The Hair Strands covering his face were blown aside and then fell back down with his labored breathing.

The price Zhu Xiaoning paid to remain conscious was no small one either. She still sat on the floor, able only to brace herself with both hands to keep from falling.

With her back to Clyde, she heard those words, and her voice was full of helpless frustration.

"I had no choice. I had no choice."

The flame continued to flicker, illuminating her paper-pale face and making her look terrifying