Night was falling.
The streets were nearly empty of pedestrians.
Lin Yu walked onward numbly, as if he had lost his soul.
His Martial Arts talent, once his greatest source of pride.
The bright future everyone praised him for.
And now, because of the Low Grade Blood Replenishing Soup, that future was in ruins.
'Even if I get better, what's the use?'
'I'll still be a cripple in the future—a piece of trash who can't practice Martial Arts.'
His heart seethed with ever-growing rage.
His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast about to taste blood.
He wanted to vent, to crush this goddamn world.
Ever since he and his mother, Liu Hongmei, had married into the Lin Family.
His greatest daily pleasure had been grinding Lin Yi under his heel.
Making him submit, letting him be a plaything for his amusement.
He even looked forward to the day Lin Yi would have to work to support him.
Even so, if he managed to get into a Martial Arts University in the future...
