The still present Guan Heng hurried inside, "Jing!"
Guan Jing was lying on the ground, his hands bound, his complexion flushed, eyes red and brimming with tears, filled with despair.
He opened his mouth, making hoarse sounds from his throat.
"Jing... are you okay?" Guan Heng noticed that the knot tying Guan Jing was a knot their mother often used.
Guan Jing didn't speak, but his whole body emanated an aura of lifelessness.
Being betrayed by the father he revered most was such a painful experience.
This day was supposed to be his happiest day.
He had finally reached adulthood.
But his biological father gave him a coming-of-age gift he would never forget.
His father drugged him, wanting him to... with his mother...
Guan Jing was expressionless, with tears continuously streaking down his face. In the first half of his life, he lived in luxury; his mother was strict but loved them dearly.
He thought he would never shed so many tears in his lifetime as he did today.
