Shen Bai acted as if he hadn't heard Tong Sanlang's words, remaining motionless.
Seeing this, Tong Sanlang leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest. He sighed, "Are you hungry?"
No response.
"Do you want to bathe and change clothes?" Tong Sanlang asked again.
Still no response.
Tong Sanlang's gaze shifted to his toes, and he sighed softly again, "I am very sorry, it was I who led the men to raid your house, and it was I who captured your brother Shen Lan. It's normal that you don't wish to deal with me."
"Victors reign, losers suffer; having lost, you must accept your fate."
"As things stand now, to live or to die makes little difference."
"I can't persuade you of anything, but I can tell you something, anything can happen in this world. If you live a little longer, you might witness a miracle."
In terms of his own experiences, he had also lived as if he were disposable for the past seventeen years.