Just couldn't lift the last one, Ye Daqian felt the footsteps approaching as he was about to pass out; he barely turned his head, his face pressed against the ground, looking over.
Weiwei, whom he had always bullied, the seemingly insignificant Weiwei, now appeared like a giant, standing not far from him. By her side was the calm Chen Xiaoqian, and Ye Daqian made a weak sound from his throat.
"I'm...so...rry..."
"I..." Weiwei tried hard to stay calm, but her voice choked as soon as she spoke. Immediately, she felt Qian gently squeeze her hand, allowing Weiwei to quickly restrain herself.
"I will never forgive you, never ever. Don't do the last one, get out, leave my world, the farther you roll, the better."
"I need to apologize, just one more, and heaven will forgive me, just one more..." Ye Daqian was relentless, still wanting to kowtow the last time. Xiaoqian walked over and kicked him onto the ground, "You're dreaming!"
