Ke Shi'an could not understand how his good disciple had become a man who loved men, let alone how he had committed such a monstrous crime. Ke Shi'an had never anticipated any of this. He thought that if he could live his life over again, perhaps he would not have picked up that child and caused the tragedy of this life. But despite all their precautions, they still met again. This time, Ke Shi'an kept his distance, so why was the man still haunting him like a ghost?!!!
No, something had to be wrong. Ke Shi'an was thinking this when a voice that would not leave him alone rang out behind him: “Master.”
(Hatred-themed fiction. All plot elements are intended to move the story forward. The pacing will be a little slow.)
