Pain, pain!
Li Guanyi's vision was dim, he just felt his consciousness drifting, sometimes as if to fly to the clouds, other times sinking into the abyss.
At such times, he seemed to relive his youth, poisoned, unable to control the pain that engulfed his entire body.
This pain existed every moment, never ceasing.
It seemed to surge from every tiny fissure in his bones.
The intense agony nearly tore him apart.
Originally, there was a warm energy flowing within him, used to counter this tearing pain and keep his body in a comfortable state, but at this moment, this ceaseless life force seemed to finally be exhausted, disappearing little by little from within him.
In the most excruciating moments, Li Guanyi only felt that the overwhelming pain surged from the fissures in his bones and limbs, making him, in his daze, return to the time he was first poisoned in his memory.
Aunt held him, singing lullabies for children, slowly suppressing the intense pain.
