"..." Until the young man stopped thinking about that figure, his impression gradually blurred, and the tearing pain in his soul finally eased.

I can’t understand it, can’t I bear it just by feeling it?

The young man slowly stood up.

"Hey, my name is Kujiu Yuma," Yuma introduced himself, "What's your name?"

"Don't have too much to do with me," the young man glanced at him, "This is my sincere confession, you and I will always be enemies, nothing more."

After the young man finished speaking, he pushed Yuma away and left here.

"What, that guy is so unkind after being helped by others." Yuma muttered.

"But, he looks like he's in pain." Xiaoniao was a little worried about the young man's condition.

"Who knows," Yuma pillowed his arms, "Anyway, there have always been some weird guys appearing in Xinyuan City since the WDC started, and this one is no exception."

"Yuma, it's very rude to comment on other people's weirdness behind their backs!"

"That guy is just weird... Oh no! The competition will end in three days!!" Yuma suddenly wailed, "I still have two heart fragments that I haven't collected yet! What should I do!? What?

manage!?"

The young man walking towards the church had just entered a quiet path when he suddenly half-knelt on the ground, sweating in pain, "That person... what exactly is that existence?"

Last time, I escaped shamefully. This time, I must not escape again...
Chapter completed!