"For all these years, I thought your personalities changed simply because you were growing older. But now, it seems that wasn't the case. Ever since the journey back to the Capital City, you've all changed so much. Your relationships grew distant, to the point where you're now mortal enemies who want nothing to do with each other. What exactly happened back then in Fuhua Cave?" Sang Yan was now certain of his suspicions.
'The child at the Changyang Prince Mansion... she must belong to one of them.'
Zhan Chi's lips tightened, and his face paled slightly. The memories haunted his dreams, jolting him awake in the middle of the night, too terrified to fall back asleep.
Qian Fanji's fingers clenched inside his sleeve. Nanyuan was a memory he, too, was most reluctant to revisit. But back then, in Fuhua Cave, they had incurred a debt of gratitude.
A flicker of something unusual crossed even Gu Shuo's nonchalant expression.
