A whip slashed Asher Gu's face, but it seemed to have slashed away the heaviest cloud in his heart.
Tiny drops of blood splashed on his eyelashes, rolled along the narrow and dense edge, and suddenly fell down like a drop of bloody rain that no one could see.
The high temperature of the flames distorted and blurred Chase Rong's face.
But Asher Gu clearly saw the anger, anxiety, pain, and even resentment on that face.
He had no way to explain it, and through his parched throat he squeezed out a sound: "You remembered."
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