Madman

Gao Ming had made the impossible possible, devouring the Flesh-and-Blood Heart the Vengeful Ghost had hidden deep within Killing Paradise. Situ An had also found a sliver of hope in a certain-death situation: he had accepted the Vengeful Ghost's consciousness and become one with the killer who had tortured him.

"Honestly, I don't understand. You have more wealth than ordinary people could spend in several lifetimes, connections throughout Hanhai, and the respect and admiration of countless citizens. You can have anything you want. Why join the Investigation Bureau? Why create despair with your own hands?" Gao Ming was a Psychological Counselor at the Maximum-Security Prison. He had met all kinds of people, but very few like Situ An.

"I didn't create despair. It was already there." Situ An wanted to kill Gao Ming, yet his gaze was full of admiration.

"I once thought doing everything to the best of my ability would earn me respect. In my twenties, I met an influential figure in Hanhai. He appreciated my abilities and never held back his praise. But later, a single casual remark from him made all my hard work go to waste."

"I couldn't understand it, no matter how hard I tried, until I went home and saw that the housekeeper had cleaned the place until it was spotless. Out of habit, I praised her."

"Our reflections appeared on the clean floor. At that moment, I suddenly realized that influential figure had praised me in exactly the same way."

"The greatest despair in life is looking up and seeing the sky, only to discover that it has absolutely nothing to do with you."

"This is the world I live in, but it isn't my world."

Situ An raised the Dagger in his hand. "Humans or Ghosts, they're all the same to