Gu Jiangnian looked down at Gu Jiangchen, who lay on the ground gasping for breath like a prisoner.
There was not a trace of warmth in his eyes; he looked at him as if a lofty deity was regarding an ant.
If he hadn't caused trouble, he might have lived a few more days, but now, seeing him struggling to breathe on the ground, Gu Jiangnian had nothing but a cold sneer in his heart.
The man extended his hand and poked at the person with a coarse black twig.
In the dim light, the latter slowly opened his eyes, a slight gap appearing as he saw Gu Jiangnian's calm face.
Suddenly, like a trapped beast, he roared: "You beast."
Gu Jiangnian heard these words unmoved; instead, he smiled at the sight of him struggling on the ground in vain: "Trying to kill me?"
"Gu Jiangchen, if you had lived a peaceful life, I could have allowed your family of three to be reunited," he slowly shook his head, his smile deepening: "But now, I'm afraid that's impossible."
