The light outside was decreasing further and Xing's thoughts which were wondering everywhere, focused on a moth flying nearby going straight into the lamp and fell down dead.
Maybe I am like that flame, attracting broken people towards me as they find me attractive... And not so different from them....
I did kill a woman previously with no thought spared and I have no problem killing hundreds within hours given the opportunity to do so and even now, I just killed a little girl! Reasons aside, killing is killing and I am the ultimate killer there is.
While Xing was accusing herself, Shihong continued not minding Xing's words as they went over his head,
"So I got angry at my mother who refused my luxurious life and let me go through these cruelties and we had a confrontation and... She died...", Shihong cleared his throat and Xing who was bowing her head in deep thoughts, looked up to him in utter disbelief.
Did he just tell me that he killed his mother..? HIS MOTHER?