389 Tolerance

The young man held the microphone and spoke unhurriedly: "At the final stage, I won't make you all wait too long, and here, I want to apologize to my fans who have always supported me."

"We're not sorry at all; as long as you're happy, brother, we're happy."

"He actually apologized to us. He used to be such a proud person."

"The light in his eyes is gone. What on earth has he been through?"

The once proud and high-spirited young man now had deep and calm eyes that no longer showed any vitality, making him increasingly difficult to figure out and even more frightening.

Had he grown up and become more mature and restrained, or had he suffered a blow?

People had no clue.

But at this moment, they all felt heavy-hearted.

They loved the young man's talent, his unrestrained attitude, and his unapologetic pride. And now, all these things belonged to the past.

It felt as if something had vanished forever from their lives.