But I, again, was wrong.
In the love between two people, there has never been any notion of first come, first served.
There is only... mutual affection.
But I understood too late, too late.
That War God General, because of my schemes, died on the battlefield. When I arrived at the General Mansion, she was about to give birth.
With her last breath, those blood-red eyes glared at me.
"Ying Ce, I curse you! For all eternity, to love yet never attain! From life to life, never meet a good end!
You will endure endless physical torture! You will suffer constant emotional torment!
The wronged souls of millions from Bianliao will haunt you day and night!
You better live well, live long, so you can be torn apart, wishing for death!"
Her curse rings in my ears.
I am in pain!
But I do not care!
I only want her!
That man is dead! She should be mine!
I held her unyielding body, recounting the stories of the past...
Unfortunately, she can no longer hear.
