"Well… if you didn't kill him, and I can't kill him… and there's no one else here" Wang Xiao's brow creased, "then who the hell did?"
Yang Yuhuan's glared. "Didn't I just tell you? An Executioner must have killed him."
"…"
His face shifted, eyes narrowing as the thought hit him like a cold splash of water.
… An Executioner.
The word hit like a hammer to the ribs.
If that was true, then every step, every victory, every untouched moment… had been bait.
A possibility he'd never even considered...
What the fuck…?
Did he just get scammed by the very Executioner that was hunting him? Was that why it never once tried to stop him, never stepped in to block his path?
... Letting him strut around with a false sense of victory, feeding him that warm, delicious delusion, only to crush it at the end?
'The bastard's been fattening the prey before the slaughter.'
If that was true… then coming all the way back in time had been pointless.
