Chapter 577 Tears That Fall Down
- The pair of leather shoes came to a halt. They belonged to Quan Yao, who was tightly squeezing the back of his hand.
- All of a sudden, the air around him seemed to freeze. Quan Yao's expression was ugly, like a death reaper who had come calling in the night.
- After a while, he snorted and turned away before walking out of the hospital.