Gu Lanzi was still crazily laughing, or perhaps crying, crazily. Seeing Zheng Youcai dead made her even more manic.
Midnight was soon approaching, and she would also leave this world.
Her revenge was complete, everything was settled, so it was time for her to depart.
"Creak—" At this moment, the door of the study was gently pushed open. The cold moonlight spilled in, and a person also walked into the room.
Gu Lanzi abruptly stopped and turned her head, only to see under the silver-grey moonlight, the man's silvery-white hair, radiating a luminescent glow.
His eyes were like dazzling colored glaze, emanating a gentle light.
Seeing the scene in the room, a slight smile lingered on the man's lips, never fading.
Staring at him dumbfounded, Gu Lanzi suddenly felt her soul become empty; the pain she had endured seemed less significant.
It seemed that under his light, all sufferings became so trivial…
