Surprise, conflict, pain...
Various emotions collided within Fang Zishang's heart.
Looking at the innocent little girl in front of him, Fang Zishang's hand, holding the bone dagger, trembled more intensely.
"Don't blame me... don't blame me..."
Fang Zishang placed the sharp edge against her chest and murmured, "I only want to bring back my wife, I'm sorry... people are selfish."
He was determined to stab the dagger into the girl's heart, yet he couldn't bring himself to do it.
His knuckles gripping the dagger turned white.
Fang Zishang's eyes were bloodshot, red like fire, staring at the girl fiercely, yet as if seeing nothing.
"Ah!!"
Fang Zishang suddenly clutched his head, letting out a pained and helpless cry.
He rushed to the stone door, pounding and hacking furiously, tears flooding his face: "Fang Zishang! You've already killed so many innocent people, what difference does one more make!?"
