Leaving

The black-haired young man who seemed to be acting unreasonably but was actually consolidating at every step cautiously hid the ferociousness and cruelness under his faint smile. Looking at the young man in front who talked about bloody killing like swatting a fly in an outdoor barbecue, Trish recalled his contradictory characteristics that blended perfectly together and immediately snapped back to reality after several weeks of being muddle-headed.

After a long silence, the girl spoke with a bitter smile, "You're always right, Lisheng. Although you can sometimes be as evil as Satan's followers—no, I should say that you're as evil as Satan's incarnation, the Lord seems to be always forgiving and protecting you. Because of this, no matter what you do, you're always right. While, I, on the other hand, have become a person who should be cursed. I really don't want you to see me in such a wrecked manner. Really…"