Looking at the innocent and youthful faces of the students below the stage, and the proud, spirited yet tender faces on stage, Feng Mu felt a moment of bewilderment.
Once upon a time, wasn't this the scene he most longed for?
He didn't even need to stand on the stage; even if he were standing below, he might wake up laughing from a dream, but alas...
However, reality mercilessly pushed him away, and the dazzling lights never shone for him.
This world didn't give him a chance; Destiny chose another path for him.
A path that devours its kind, and even more so, devours oneself... a road of blood and iron!
"Life has no do-overs, Destiny has no 'what ifs'; even if I were given another chance, I would still..."
Feng Mu laughed at himself, dispelling the unnecessary thoughts to the back of his mind, his lips forming a deep arc as he whispered to himself in his heart:
