But at this moment, Blue Arc seemed like a lost dog. He hunched over, retreating in fear.
He slowly lifted his head in the sunlight, looking at that slender gray shadow on the stage.
At that moment, he felt as if he was staring at an unbearable sun, and couldn't help but avert his gaze. Blue Arc slowly lowered his head, blankly staring at the yellowing floor.
Mu Long lowered his voice, speaking as he walked, "At that time, I was asking you for help. In my heart, just like any other teenager, I regarded you as a hero."
By the end, he was almost gritting his teeth and sucking blood: "But you repaid me in such a way... you, killed my father!"
Blue Arc staggered backward like a kite with a broken string, hanging his head, thinking silently.
Did I kill an innocent person?
For many years, I risked my life and put in so much effort to investigate the death of my mother, mistakenly killed by Rainbow Wings, but I did the same thing... as my enemy?
