C615 The Wish of Cutting
Zhou Sixing harbored no personal vendetta against Nameless; his hatred stemmed solely from desires unfulfilled, an impulse born of longing.
"Ah! Let me out!"
As Nameless and the jailer vanished from his view, Zhou Sixing felt his very organs searing with desire, and he let out a gut-wrenching roar. Yet, his cries fell on deaf ears; he was left to endure his agony within the confines of his cell