Bai Ze felt the warmth coming from his hands, and the blood on his fingertips fell to the ground. Xiao Feng regained his consciousness and stood up, with blood stains still on the corners of his mouth.
Bai Ze smiled bitterly, without his usual cold expression. He stared at the drop of blood in a daze.
"You said... Am I your fate or your salvation?"
Purpose: A book about healing, redemption, and destiny