บท 70: Mingxiu

Duanmu Huanghun strolled out of the tea house, leaving the unconscious guards inside lying on the ground in disarray.

He was in a good mood now.

The gloom that Ai Hui had brought him these past days was all gone. The pleasant feeling after releasing all his depression at once was simply fantastic. Yes, instead of blaming Mingxiu, Duanmu regarded Ai Hui as the troublemaker, the one to be blamed, and the cause of all wickedness.

Now that Duanmu Huanghun had calmed down, he suddenly realized how crazy he had been just now.

He had been obedient, intelligent and aspirant ever since he was very young, and he was a role model for all other kids; no one was comparable to him. He was recognized as the perfect young man by all adults.

But he had just attacked the guards after specifically setting up an ambush to trap them.

Before today, he had never thought he would ever do something as crazy as this; but now he had, and it was the hatred in his heart that had pushed him to do so.