Having been swindled out of both money and sincerity, they were ultimately discarded like a useless rag and left to rot in a dry well.

How boring.

Helian Jue's eyes were lifeless.

He had witnessed the dynasty at its most prosperous time, and he had also seen it collapse countless times.

No matter how slight the deviation in the process, the outcome is always the same.

He was like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to fly away.

Everyone else was on the stage, either oblivious or struggling, but he was the only one who seemed to be cursed, consciously sinking into the deepest hell.

Are they all drunk?

No, everyone else simply didn't know what drunkenness was, but he alone was sober, and this sobriety was the most poisonous poison that would burn through one's intestines.

Pei Ziqing is merely a recurring clown in this set of stories, while the young master...

Helian Jue shook the empty wine pot slightly, his eyes growing even colder.

She was nothing more than another sacrifice about to be crushed by fate.

The storybook... started turning the pages again.

But just as Helian Jue was about to turn his gaze away from the dull opening scene whose ending he already knew, a sudden change occurred!

At the kitchen doorway, a slender figure carrying a huge ebony basin stepped into the backyard without the slightest hesitation, her movements even carrying a hint of murderous intent.

Helian Jue's drunken, hazy gaze suddenly sharpened.

Immediately afterwards, the basin filled with a murky, unidentified liquid was splashed with astonishing force onto Pei Ziqing's meticulously made-up face!

"Splash!!!"

Even from this distance, Helian Jue could almost hear the deafening sound of water rushing down on him and see Pei Ziqing's utterly pathetic fall from the clouds into the cesspool.

The moon-white silk shirt had turned into a dirty rag, the carefully styled hair bun had collapsed like a bird's nest, and a few rotten vegetable leaves were hung on that usually aloof face like medals!

"puff……"

Helian Jue's lifeless, icy eyes suddenly narrowed, and the wine in his throat was immediately spat out. His body, which had been languidly leaning back, straightened up instantly.

The intoxication was instantly sobered up by the shocking act.

He instinctively sat up straight, leaning against the window, his gaze fixed on the woman who had just finished spilling the contents and calmly put down the empty basin.

Is this still the young master of the Eight Treasures Restaurant?!

In every reincarnation, she was completely deceived by Pei Ziqing, and in the end, she died tragically in a dry well.

What's her name? Liu... Liu something again?

What's different this time?!

This time, she wasn't fooled by Pei Ziqing's sweet talk!

She even took the initiative by using a basin of swill?

A strange, unfamiliar stirring, like a crack quietly appearing beneath the frozen surface of a lake, struck his long-dormant heart.

His fingers, gripping the empty wine jug, tightened unconsciously.

But in an instant, that flicker of emotion, like a stone thrown into stagnant water, was swiftly suppressed by cold reason before the ripples could spread.

Helian Jue's tense body slowly leaned back in his chair, and the corners of his mouth curled up again with that familiar arc, full of weariness and mockery.

It's just a small change; it doesn't prove anything.