Now, Yun Chu had finally found her uncle, but what she found was her uncle's corpse.
Then what meaning did her search still have?
None.
No… not just meaningless, it was like a spike driven straight through her heart!
The pain once again exploded across her sky and in her heart like fireworks. She had never known her heart could hurt this much, this much, to the point that even the pain in her hand—enough to make her convulse—was utterly insignificant compared to the agony in her chest at this moment.
She couldn't even feel the pain in her hand anymore!
As if she had already lost all sense of physical pain.
She even wanted to jolt her body back into feeling pain, to feel that sharp, vivid ache again; she actually grabbed a shard of broken porcelain and viciously stabbed it into her own hand once more!
Tan Jincheng tried to stop her but was a beat too late; the shard had already pierced Yun Chu's hand.
In an instant, bright red blood surged out like a spring…
