"Watching you cling to hope was almost entertaining—almost. Now, be a dear and hand over what’s left of your dignity."

Xie Lianzuo’s voice dripped with mockery, his gaze sharp and pitiless as he watched his opponent crumble like a pig dragged to slaughter—pathetic, trembling, and unaware it had already lost.

As his personal everything, you could only stand by, watching the spectacle unfold. You knew there were times you had to rein him in, to keep him from spiraling further into his own twisted indulgences… but now? Now, he was too far gone.

Xie Lianzuo was hunger incarnate, a serpent slithering through the filth, tightening his grip with every victory, squeezing until there was nothing left but suffering.