"Right, that guard, that guard!" Xu Sanshi came to his senses and violently seized Huo Yuhao by the collar, demanding harshly, "Huo Yuhao, tell me, was all of this because of that guard?"
"That guard?" Under Xu Sanshi's violent shaking, Huo Yuhao's hollow eyes finally seemed to shift ever so slightly.
His gaze slowly slipped from Xu Sanshi's face, twisted with anger and grief, to the cold corpse on the ground, before finally returning to Xu Sanshi's eyes.
"Was it?!" Xu Sanshi roared again, veins bulging on the hand clutching Huo Yuhao's collar.
"Heh..." Huo Yuhao suddenly gave a soft laugh, hoarse and dry, filled with self-mockery and endless desolation.
"Yes." Huo Yuhao finally spoke, his voice terrifyingly calm. "I heard it. I heard how Wutong... enjoyed herself with him, how...
"How she called me a worthless piece of trash who wasn't even fit to carry his shoes..."
Boom! It was as though a thunderbolt had exploded in Xu Sanshi's and He Caitou's minds. They finally understood.
They understood why Huo Yuhao had become a living corpse.
"Bei Bei must have ended up like this because he discovered Tang Ya's relationship with that guard, too. He was forced to listen to them enjoying themselves, and then died of rage." Huo Yuhao slowly raised his head and looked at Xu Sanshi, continuing, "Jiang Nannan probably also... with that guard..."
Huo Yuhao did not finish, but his meaning could not have been clearer. "Haha... hahahaha!"
Xu Sanshi suddenly released his grip, letting Huo Yuhao slide to the floor like a heap of mud. He staggered two steps backward, leaned against the cold wall, and threw back his head in crazed laughter.
He finally understood why Jiang Nannan had turned against him completely. He had lost.
They had all lost.
They had suffered