Complicated emotions assailed Lu Yin as he stared at Young Master Tu. "The mental torture that you suffer from must be very painful."

Young Master Tu acted confused. "What mental torture?"

Lu Yin looked out at the massive form of Xiang City off in the distance. "I already know about it. You suffer from it once every month. Who did it to you?"

Young Master Tu's face twisted, and he left without looking back. It was clear that he had no desire to speak about such things.

Lu Yin continued to say, "Just live. Hope can only exist as long as you’re alive. You’ve endured for so many years, so you can endure a while longer. Maybe you’ll be able to last until you see your hope realized."

Young Master Tu snapped his head around, and Lu Yin saw that Young Master Tu’s eyes were blazing red. “Live? You say that word so easily! Do you even know what sort of torture I, Master Tu, have suffered? If not for those specific words that were spoken, death would be my greatest relief! I’ve wished for death more than once before. Every month, every day, every hour. Even as I speak with you, I want to die. You don't understand anything, you traitor! You’re all traitors…"

Young Master Tu screamed like he had gone insane.

Lu Yin simply faced Young Master Tu and said nothing. He allowed Young Master Tu to go crazy as the youth vented and cursed. Words were spoken that had never been said to Uncle He or any other person. Only Lu Yin heard these words. It was because even though there was no connection...