He Xuan fulfilled his dream. He got his revenge. You were sitting on your knees with heavy chains on your arms. Your hair is out of place. Clothes are stained with dirt and blood, and in some even torn. He Xuan was standing in front of you, holding your brother's severed head by the hair in one hand. The one you thought was your best friend. The one you loved is now looking at you with eyes full of hatred.