"That's right, just like you thought.
With my power, I couldn't resist at all.
The half-master I always trusted, Liuu Qing, and the brothel crow, Gong Xiue, forcibly pushed me into that room.
So, countless times I wondered, how great it would have been if I had been assigned to the Ming Pearl Restaurant like you?
Even if I remained a miscellaneous disciple for the entire three-year term, it would still be much better than now.
Unfortunately, there are no "ifs" in this world. It seemed that my fate was destined to be so despicable."
Zhang Guoyi's face revealed a hint of bitterness, and a flash of pain crossed his eyes.
"I endured for three years and finally waited for this opportunity. With the severe casualties among the inner disciples of the sect, most of them were somewhat slack, allowing me to sneak into their rooms and kill them."
At this point, Zhang Guoyi breathed a sigh of relief, his face showing a trace of satisfaction.
