"I am insane." Pei Yang's pale face looked chilling in the light of approaching dawn. He advanced slowly with the knife, his expression as blank as a ghost that had crawled out of hell. "I went insane a long time ago. The moment you became my guardian."
He raised the knife in both hands and plunged it toward Pei Zhi, who was still trembling.
"Aaaaaah-!"
Pei Zhi let out a piercing scream. At the brink of death, he rolled onto the floor just in time. The sharp blade whistled through the air and stabbed hard into the bed, instantly piercing the sheet. It lodged in the bed frame with a teeth-grating creak.
"Yang! Yang, calm down!" Pei Zhi scrambled frantically away, but the bedroom was only so big. There was nowhere to hide. He pressed himself against the wall. "Yang, please calm down. Listen to your dad. I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I won't-I won't make you take me back to my hometown anymore. I can-I can go myself... I'll leave right now."
His voice was terrified, thick with pleading sobs.
Pei Yang said nothing, his eyes cold as ice. He wrenched the knife free, turned his wrist deftly, and stabbed again.
With a ripping sound, the blade pierced Pei Zhi's clothes and grazed his skin, leaving a bloody cut. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets in terror. Every trace of the swagger he had once flaunted before Pei Yang vanished in that instant.
"Maybe I should have done this long ago." Pei Yang's voice seemed squeezed from the depths of his chest, laden with boundless hatred. He drove the boning knife down again and again. Since he did not know how much force it took to stab someone to death, he put all