Summary
By the time I transmigrated back, the story was already nearing its end. The villain I had raised with my own hands had, under the glow of the protagonist team’s plot armor, fallen from a favored son of heaven into a cripple. I nudged Zhou Ran’s fragile spine with my foot and pretended not to care. “What, I was gone and you let them ruin you this badly?” His head snapped up, and his eyes reddened in an instant. “Sis, while you were gone, they all bullied me.” I fell silent. In the end, I couldn’t bring myself to pull free of his hand. But late that night, I accidentally walked in on him pinning the male lead beneath his foot. “Idiot! Didn’t I tell you to go for the kill?” “If I don’t bleed a little more, how is Sis supposed to feel sorry for me?”