Liu Jizhen stood up abruptly and grabbed An Tongchen, looking at him in utter disbelief. "Are you sure?"
An Tongchen nodded, looking downcast.
Thud. Liu Jizhen fell back into his chair, face turning pale white. "I saw that senior brother had given up, so I decided to bring this to my grave. What's the point of telling you? We can't take revenge and can only stifle our anger."
Liu Jizhen laughed bitterly and laid back in his chair.
Why would he not go crazy? From a talented genius to a useless cripple, that scene was something he wanted to forget but never could.
Of course, he did suspect that it was planned. Liu Jizhen was more sure that since he had just broken through back then, only an elite would be able to cripple him. How many elites were left in ancient china? Furthermore, the perpetrator disappeared without a trace after the incident,