Time To Start The Plan.

The images appeared momentarily before disappearing, just like snowflakes.

'What a tragic story.'

This was the only thought in Lin Fan's mind. The Marquis of Despair had led an extremely sorrowful life. Lin Fan was feeling somewhat saddened by the whole tale.

This was such a pure love that had met with such a tragic end. Even though it was between a child and an adult, love was something that knew no boundaries.

Just as Lin Fan was letting out a look of melancholy, he was attracted to an interesting sight before him. In that pitch-black darkness, a figure laid prostrated. His bum was raised high into the air, swinging and twerking left and right.

"No, NO…!"

The voice was somewhat hoarse, as though he was experiencing some horrific event, leading to the utter breakdown of his mental state and losing control of his own sanity.