The resentment the common folk held toward Red Makeup back then had accumulated to astronomical levels.
The aberration born from this terrifying resentment plunged the entire Sunset City into panic and terror.
The aberration was not Red Makeup, yet it was like her.
In the terror of this aberration, the entirety of Sunset City was reduced to endless ruin.
...
Shen Bai closed the last page and frowned. "No wonder Red Makeup looks like a paper doll. It was because of what Sunset City's enemies did."
"But what does it mean, 'the aberration was not Red Makeup'?"
Zheng Xing said, "The aberration was born with Red Makeup as its foundation. Red Makeup is truly dead. What was born was merely the common folk's resentment of her."
"The common folk's resentment?" Shen Bai asked. "You mean Red Makeup died without any resentment of her own?"
