“Name.”
“Whatever.”
“Hard to imagine, right? Not just you, even those of us who’ve been friends for over a decade can’t help feeling like we’re in a dream when we look at this slick-talking guy in front of us. We can’t help wondering: back then, which one of us died, and which one survived...?”
“This thing has a rather unlucky name: ‘The Wound of Time.’”
“You think you’ve already given up everything and stopped at nothing to achieve your goal. But you don’t realize that in front of someone who truly stops at nothing, you’re still far too clean...”
“All ties between Shentu and F.A.M. have been severed. Congratulations, you’re free.”
“Here’s one last message for you: An Yan has arrived in Paris.”
Theme: Shentu, you’re still a long way from truly stopping at nothing.
