The Marquis was set to marry not the Saintess of the Demon Sect, but the daughter of the State Preceptor of the Upper Sun Palace; who knew how many eyes were watching him now? At such a time, he naturally couldn't bring an illegitimate child back home. So, you see, it was easier to just make me wait another ten years."
Ye Shu slowly exhaled, even as the deepest wounds were torn open by his own hands, blood gushing out, his emotions still didn't fluctuate much, "You always say Lin Qingyuan treated me extremely well, almost like the son of his wife, but do you know? Because of you, he made me wait another ten years."
Hearing this bizarre, twist-filled tale, Xun Guan and the others gaped in astonishment, their worldviews shattered, and while they were utterly shocked, they also felt revulsion towards Ye Shu's despicable acts of clinging to life, and were just about to curse him out loud.
