Xie Jianyu scoffed.
"It does not concern you," he snapped, every word an ice shard that stabbed into Zhang Fengxi's heart.
Zhang Fengxi grabbed Xie Jianyu's left hand and dropped to his knees.
Zhang Fengxi dreamed countless times about the past, particularly about the time he invaded Fuxi Palace and murdered Xie Jianyu in cold blood.
The pain and guilt did not lessen over time. Instead, they became heavier and heavier, weighing down his conscience.
"Jianyu, I... I am so sorry," the alpha choked with sobs. "I wrongly accused you of Liu Wenyuan's death. I wrongly hated you for the crime you did not commit. I wish I could die ten thousand times to repay my debt..."
Tears streamed down Xie Jianyu's cheeks.
Now that Zhang Fengxi said it, he came to remember all the past grievances.
Their once-in-a-lifetime entanglement, which Zhang Fengxi forgot as soon as it ended.
