Suffering

“Do you ever wonder if the person you were yesterday could have anticipated the situation you find yourself in today?”

Ye Bai remained composed, but upon hearing these words, he let out a sigh and replied, “I deeply regret it now, truly regret it.”

Zhao Ji, with a flushed face, burst into maniacal laughter and sneered, “Hahaha, how foolish! Do you really think your words hold any value at this point?”

In the silent night, the occasional cawing of crows could be heard.

In the temple, a colossal mountain deity stood menacingly at its center, exuding a terrifying and ferocious aura.

Ye Bai stood beneath the towering statue, savoring the air filled with a chilling sense of impending doom.

He calmly stated, “If given another chance, I would kill you.”

Zhao Ji, looking down from his elevated position, scornfully replied, “Unfortunately, nothing can be undone.”

Ye Bai gazed calmly at him, squinting his eyes, his expression somewhat ambiguous.

“Enough.”