The crowd listened quietly to Guo Xiangyu's story, and as she spoke, that tragic past seemed to slowly unfold before their eyes.
The evil deeds of the "Northwest Four Beasts" were like sharp blades piercing the hearts of everyone, causing a raging fire of grief and anger to surge within them. They were utterly disgusted by the actions of the "Northwest Four Beasts", and their faces all showed disdain.
At the same time, their gazes towards Guo Xiangyu were filled with sympathy and care.
Their eyes were like the warm sunshine of spring, trying to soothe her deeply wounded soul.
Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, and a trace of comfort shone in his eyes.
That gaze was like the most dazzling star in the night sky, bright and profound, as if it could see through all things in the world.
