Chapter 78 Trust Between People

Si Chu was afraid of the dark and afraid of thunder.

This was a secret only he himself knew.

One cannot have weaknesses, for once your enemy grasps your weakness, you will fall into an abyss from which there is no recovery.

Si Chu understood this principle well, so he always disguised himself very well; even when someone stepped on his head and humiliated him to the ground, he showed not the slightest hint of weakness.

But fear, once it takes root, is difficult to suppress.

At the age of three, he was locked in the Buddhist Hall for more than half a month by the coquettish and gentle Noble Consort under the guise of praying for blessings.

During those half-month, he was the only one in that pitch-dark confinement, the person who brought his meals would only crack the window open to slide the food in and then leave, without uttering a single word in the meantime.

To the young Si Chu, this was a dark memory of an extremely harrowing time.