Chapter 84—

Amongst the fear that flowed relentlessly within Zheme, there now laid anger. No sadness... No pity... No regret... Only anger, repulsion, disgust for this old man; supposedly known as his grandfather. How could someone's mind be this corrupt? How could someone hold onto a grudge for this long? His mother had left him at the age of seven? Well at least she got a chance to leave willingly, Zheme's was forcibly taken away from him. And his father had hung himself? That was nothing compared to what both Zheme and his father had to endure. The whips, the manipulation...if they were for a good cause then perhaps Zheme wouldn't have felt this bad, but they were for nothing at all, nothing but Dan's stupid conviction. For it was stupid, He just lost his mom and his dad and then thought the world fell upon his shoulder, well Zheme lost his mom and while his father was alive, he felt like he had none and it was all because of this same begrudging old man and his stupid beliefs. He had felt like