Listening to the confirmed news from his brother, Ye Jiumu's eyes filled with pain and indignation, which quickly faded to a dull gray. He lay limp on the operating table, staring at the ceiling without speaking for a long time. After a while, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Even if you save me after losing my abilities, I'd still be a useless person. If that's the case, it'd be better to let me die, which would save a lot of...".
