The door slammed shut behind him, cutting off Ares' sharp and despairing cry.
Gu Luoxin's breath turned harsh and uneven, his red-rimmed eyes fixated blankly on the door.
W-What the hell was that?! The doctor… to Ares' eye…?
Although it was just a split second glimpse, Gu Luoxin felt like the scene had been seared behind his eyelids, together with the almost inhuman scream Ares released from his throat— like a dying bird with its wings clipped, struggling to make one last sound before death tore it into pieces. Combined with the heavy stench of blood on his body, Gu Luoxin felt like he was going to throw up at any moment.
He was so distraught that he didn't even take notice of Master Grinu's departure, leaving him all alone in the deserted corridor. Swaying on his feet, Gu Luoxin numbly made his way back to the Young Master's courtyard by tracing the path in his memory.
