Resentment Harbored in the Heart
He Chuan's cold and heartless words were like a sharp dagger that stabbed into her heart, causing her legs to go weak and she fell to the ground.
"If you still want to seek revenge in the future, there's no need to worry about anything else. I'll always be waiting for you." He Chuan threw down the blood-stained sword and turned to leave.
"I hate you!" Song Baihe's tear-stained face was filled with intense resentment and grief.
He Chuan walked into the heavy rain and left the Song family.
When He Yong saw this, he immediately brought the He family's guards and followed.
Song Baihe lay on the ground, her eyes looking past the corpses on the ground and at He Chuan's disappearing back. She screamed like a madman.
The only reply she got was the sound of the heavy rain.