He witnessed the girl's scar-covered body.
Feng Mountain's eyes widened in anguish, his face a mask of disbelief.
"Th-This is...!!"
Erica kept her shirt lifted. The crazed look on her face vanished, replaced by deep pain and despair as tears welled up in her eyes.
"This is my past. My painful past. Are you satisfied now?"
"I'm sorry." Feng Mountain stepped forward, intending to pull her shirt down, but she shoved him away.
"Don't touch me! No one gets to pity me!"
"Erica, I don't pity you. I just want to help." Feng Mountain stepped forward again, embracing the wounded girl. With no intention of taking advantage, he helped pull her shirt down.
He happened to glance up and saw the others standing on the stairs, their faces etched with surprise.
Among them, Tammy Lucas couldn't help but ask, "Erica, what's wrong?"
Erica broke free from Feng Mountain's embrace and turned around, her voice trembling slightly. "It's nothing. Just a small misunderstanding."
