These faces, he knew them too well!
Because of obsession, because of anguish, these faces were engraved deeply in the memory of his soul.
It was they who protected each other and committed countless evil deeds!
It was they who prevented him from reforming, ultimately joining forces to fabricate evidence, set traps, and accuse him of treason!
It was they who whipped him brutally in prison, attempting to extract a confession through torture!
It was they who forged confessions, solidifying his guilt!
It was they who dragged his family, all nine generations, to the execution ground to be beheaded in public!
Each face made him seethe with hatred!
Yet now, these very faces turned out to be the descendants he had been protecting!
What on earth was this!
These people, after their deaths and reincarnations, became his descendants—what is this! Am I protecting enemies or descendants?
