In late autumn, with only a thin layer of clothes on, he really did look like a homeless drifter.
After being expelled, he could never return to the home of his past again!
It felt like he was trapped in a nightmare, a nightmare with no end in sight!
Si Wuxie staggered as he walked, his back looking lonely and desolate!
He who used to have more money than he could ever spend had all his personal assets confiscated, and now he didn't have a single cent to his name! He who once had countless subordinates at his beck and call was now so pitiful that the whole world spat on him!
The most important thing was—
Even the woman he loved most had abandoned him.
At this moment, Si Wuxie's heart felt as if countless knives were twisting inside it, the pain so sharp it was suffocating.
He was clearly walking forward, yet his whole being felt like a walking corpse, drifting aimlessly!
He didn't know where he was supposed to go from here!
