Lost?
Kris scratched his head in confusion, "Prince, when did you lose? I don't understand."
To him, the Prince was faith itself, just like how Ning Xia believed Bo Siyan was always the strongest. Except for a slight wavering due to Ning Xia's bewitchment, but in the end, he overcame it, so he was still the perfect being!
John Hill chuckled, but there was no mirth in his eyes.
His slender fingers fiddled with the diamond ring Ning Xia had returned to him. He stared into the dark abyss of the ring for a while before finally, slowly, loosening his grip.
It turns out some debts really do have to be repaid.
He put the kitten down from his embrace to the ground, letting it play on its own, then stood up and walked towards the door.
Kris couldn't help but ask: "Prince, where are you going?"
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John Hill, with Kris in tow, returned to the prison house. Bo Siyan leaned against the wall, lifeless, while Ning Xia laid in his arms, her abdomen blood-soaked, a horrifying sight.
