Breaking the Game (2)

The view before their eyes returned to the graveyard, the curtain of stirred-up bones having fallen.

Zheng Wuyou stood stunned before Zhu Li's grave, the words on it carving into her heart like the point of a needle.

She had said the answer was on Zhu Li's tombstone.

But why wasn't she happy upon seeing the truth?

Was tragedy destined to spread?

...But he had indeed killed the deranged Xiao Xia, so this person was not to be pitied.

"...This person... is the man in the wheelchair?" Wen Dian, who had previously hated the stranger in the wheelchair, looked at the inscription on the tombstone, unsure how to express his emotions.

He could only punch the trunk of a nearby tree.

The bark peeled back from the impact, scattering like debris onto the ground.

"He's like Themis from ancient Greece, blindfolded after this, one hand holding a sword and the other a scale," Miao Laisheng partially wiped away the bloodstains on Zhu Li's tombstone.

Making the words above appear more formal and imposing.

"Sigh..." Uncle Cai subconsciously glanced at Wansi, who was about the same age as his daughter.

If his own daughter had suffered such harm...

He probably wouldn't have been able to do what Zhu Li did.

"So what does this have to do with us leaving?" Guo Mu, who had been following along in a daze, grew increasingly agitated.

Especially when Zhu Li openly admitted that Xiao Xia had gone mad because he had fed her a hallucinogenic drug specific to their village.

He was close to breaking down.

This person was like a seasoned chess player, toying with them like pawns.

Regardless of life or death.

"...Zhu Li is King Yama. He wore a woman's mask to avenge his sister, plunging the entire Zhu Village into a sea of fire." Zheng Wuyou calmly stood up, brushed off her clothes, her tone unfathomable.

A sea of fire...

The red sun was an reflection of the sea of fire.

And the accumulation of hatred.

He had planned meticulously, all to lure the outsiders into his trap.

To help him break the curse of being eternally trapped in this day.

"You all follow Miao Laisheng to the other side. I'm going to find Zhu Li." Zheng Wuyou ran back up the mountain path without looking back.

Paying no mind to the people behind her.

Even as calls and curses rained down from behind.

Arriving at Zhu Li's house, the door was, as expected, wide open.

Zhu Li sat in his wheelchair, still in the center of the small courtyard.

He was not surprised by Zheng Wuyou's appearance.

It seemed he had anticipated it.

Zheng Wuyou adjusted her breath, ragged from running, and calmly stepped into the courtyard.

"King Yama wears a mask... You and your sister share a body, don't you?" Zheng Wuyou approached him fearlessly, stopping before his wheelchair.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Zhu Li's eyes, then he returned to his usual demeanor.

"Do you have any proof?"

"Proof?" Zheng Wuyou's eyes held an unreadable expression as she leaned closer, her hands on the armrests of his wheelchair.

Then, one hand directly lifted the tattered cloth covering his legs, "This is the proof. You were once a healthy person. You're trapping everyone in this day because the bride on the second day is... your sister, right."

No wonder she couldn't find any evidence related to Zhu Li before; the evidence was him himself.

That night, perhaps both of them perished.

The weakened young Zhu Li couldn't take his sister away from this place.

Or perhaps, he took his deceased sister down the river, leaving this cursed land, only to return in the future and live this day with her forever.

Zhu Li let out a snort, unable to suppress his laughter.

He threw his head back and laughed maniacally, as if he had discovered something incredible.

"You think I, a lonely and helpless person, could trap everyone in this day?"

Zheng Wuyou flinched at his sudden roar.

Veins bulged on Zhu Li's hand as he placed it on Zheng Wuyou's hand, gripping her tightly.

Although his words implied the opposite, his eyes betrayed him.

"So you became their lackey, hating this, yet you became the blind and deaf one." A familiar voice echoed from the doorway behind them.

It was Miao Laisheng...

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