Everywhere he looked, there were scars.
Among the crisscrossing scars, an ugly word was carved meticulously with a sharp knife—
Slave.
Xu Xingguang stared at Huo Wen'an's back, those peach blossom eyes filled with dark red bloodshot lines.
Xu Xingguang caressed the word and scars on Huo Wen'an's back, asking him, "Who did this?"
Huo Wen'an's whole demeanor turned dark and enigmatic, sitting quietly by the bed, but saying nothing.
Xu Xingguang was heartbroken, his fingertips trembling constantly. "Huo Wen'an, you have to tell me about the humiliation and harm you've suffered. Otherwise, how can I go with you to seek retribution!"
Upon hearing this, Huo Wen'an's demeanor became much calmer.
"Was it the Huo Family who did this?" Xu Xingguang asked through gritted teeth.
"It wasn't the Huo Family." Huo Wen'an told Xu Xingguang, "Back then, I was sentenced to prison for murder, but the place I ended up wasn't the prison assigned by the court, it was another place."
