Not an object to win over.

While on one side everything soothed down in the deep darkness of the night, the other side of the city still held a mystery. In the dim-lit corridors of the villa, Jing Shaoqing was still impatiently waiting in front of the door. He has knocked a few times but as if there was some high-grade sound insulation inside, it simply felt like his voice wasn't reaching the man inside.

But also being a stubborn head, he wasn't the one to give up that easily. Especially when it came to standing tough in front of his brother. In front of him, he has always been crazy to prove himself right.

Walking back and forth, he still remained there waiting for the door to open, no matter how long he would have to wait.