Liuli's ashes were buried on Rooster Mountain, and Yang Wenxiao watched over them helplessly, unable to do anything.
As for Gu Yu, his body was not intact when he died, and now his ashes can't even be found.
This pair, man and woman, even if Tong Tiehu wanted revenge now, he had no means to do so.
Tong Tiehu naturally understood this fact, but the clearer he understood, the more stifled and uncomfortable he felt inside.
Why, oh why?
Why did his mother and he have to endure such suffering?
Why, oh why...
"Humans, how could everything go as they wish? Look at my family, before I came here, how they were bullied—some died, some were crippled, others left. This is all fate. Those who can resist should try their best to fight back, and those who can't, can only suffer in silence."
Qiao Xiaomai spoke again to console him.
Upon hearing her words, Tong Tiehu raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, "At least you were able to avenge the original owner of your body."