Sun Xiaochuan wanted an answer!
Even if he died, he wanted to know why!
"Looks like you've hurt too many people."
"So many that you've forgotten your worst crime."
Yue Xiaofei crouched beside Sun Xiaochuan and leaned close to his ear. In a voice only the two of them could hear, he said softly,
"Do you remember the massacre on South Mountain five years ago?"
The Nanshan Massacre!
Unprecedented terror erupted in Sun Xiaochuan's clouded eyes!
He had buried that day in the deepest recesses of his memory, certain no one would ever bring it up again. Now it came flooding back!
The Nanshan Massacre!
The Night Watchers!
More than a hundred bombs!
One hundred and seventeen innocent lives!
And the man he had personally sent to hell, saddled with all the blame!
"No... no... It's you..."
Sun Xiaochuan's pupils dilated!
He stared at the young face before him, still touched with boyishness. Slowly, it overlapped with the resolute, unyielding face of the man in his memory!
The resemblance!
It was uncanny!
Especially those eyes!
Eyes that had shone like stars even in the face of death, full of defiance and pride!
They were exactly the same!
"Remember now?"
Yue Xiaofei watched his ghost-struck expression, his smile growing colder.
"Looks like you haven't forgotten."
"Then let me remind you of one more thing. My father's name was—"
"Yue! Chang! Long!"
BOOM!!!
The last thread holding Sun Xiaochuan's mind together snapped!
It was him!
It was really him!
He was that man's son!
That man had a son?!
And his son had grown this terrifying?!
"I came to collect your life."
Yue Xiaofei's voice was cold as a blade.
"Sun Xiaochuan, you conspired with a traitor inside the Night Watchers. You planted bombs on South Mountain and lured my father and