C148 148 Perverted

Hee Zheng sat on the small stairs in a daze. He leaned his elbows on his knees and opened his palms in a futile attempt. Then, he closed them again, but was unable to hold on to anything.

Sunlight fell through his fingers onto the ground. His palm was empty, devoid of anything.

Just like Hee Zheng who had nothing at all.

When the old thing traded him over to Lee Zong as an item