Chapter 142: I Can’t Fall Asleep

• A few minutes later, Tristan walked out of city hall.
• When his eyes swept across the road lights, he seemed to see his teenage self from twenty years ago, who was lanky, with stubborn eyes and a heart full of hatred and struggle.
• At that time, he was fresh out of the hospital. When he uncovered the gauze on his mother’s face in the inn bathroom, he collapsed. He took a knife and wanted to fight those people who did this.