Shi Yan stood there in utter confusion, basket of cubs in hand, because she had not expected such a violent reaction from the simple mention of a name.
Lin Huahua looked around at them with pain in her eyes and then whispered, "I am a monster."
Her voice was so soft it almost did not sound like her own. She did not even dare look at them properly after saying it. Her fingers curled into her skirt, trembling so badly that she could not hide it.
In that moment, every kind look they had given her, every time they had protected her, every bit of patience they had shown her only made the guilt cut deeper. One male had been forgotten in a death pit for years, and the others were still standing here worrying about her.
Hu Baiyu shook his head immediately.
No.
Absolutely not.
