"I hate, even in death, I will become a Fierce Ghost to take revenge. My family was harmed; if I don't avenge them, I won't be at peace even in death!"
"Why does that wicked villain get to abuse and murder us just because he is the son of the Capital Commandant?"
"Why, why does death still turn me into a ghost..."
"It wasn't me who did it. Why am I being killed? What an injustice..."
Yu Ziqing, upon touching the bridge, heard countless voices screaming in despair around him.
Hatred overwhelming, desperate and helpless, resentment sky-high...
Every voice seemed to contain a fierce intensity that was hard to calm.
They were too numerous to count; logically, so many screams together should only become chaotic noise, yet Yu Ziqing could hear every shout.
This massive amount of information, he felt, was just so-so.
Furthermore, he followed the direction of the screams, extending all the way.
He seemed to see, amidst the haze, a scene unfold.
