C487 Peristalsis

He saw a tall and straight man limply lying on the wall in defeat. That warm and handsome face was completely devoid of blood. It was incomparably pale and his entire body was emitting an aura of despair.

That familiar face was Chu Jizhen!

Chu Jizhen closed his eyes and lowered his head. His mind was blank. All that was left was the endless cycle of those five big words in his mind