C504 I Haven't Killed Anyone in a Long Time

Death could sometimes become an extremely happy and extravagant thing.

He believed that Zha Cai had a deep opinion of this.

He curled up his body and rolled back and forth on the ground. His eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets. His face and body were covered in countless scratches, almost to the point where his bones could be seen.

No one tormented him