The woman fell onto the makeup table and curled up, her charming phoenix eyes widening, the whites of which could strike terror into one's heart.

"You have the 'Bone of Impurity' that I personally cast on you. I have given it a name in the Great Liang language as well - 'Chang Geng.'

"Does it... sound good?"

Her face violently twitched, blood and white foam mixed together trickling out of her mouth, her voice was indistinct, but it did not hinder Chang Geng's hearing.

"'Bone of Impurity' is unparalleled; no one can detect it; no one can cure it... One day, you will grow into the world's most powerful warrior and begin to be unable to distinguish between nightmares and reality... You will become a ruthless madman- "

Chang Geng stood frozen; he felt that these incomprehensible words could freeze all the bones in his body.

"The blood of the Goddess is also flowing in my chest. I will bless you with the infinite power of longevity. You... In all your life, you will only have hatred and mistrust in your heart. You will be violent and destructive. Disaster will fall wherever you go... All the people in your life will never...meet...a good..."

The word 'end' slipped out of her lips, and her body spasmed violently. It seemed as if she was struck with something; she slowly turned her head to look at a small scented pouch that hung beside the bed. There was a totem for peace inside. On one occasion, when Xu Baihu came home from duty, he had prayed in a temple outside the city and gave it to her as a gift.

The woman's eyelashes gently trembled, and suddenly seemed to be filled with tears. The tears washed away the malevolence in her eyes; at that moment, they seemed almost gentle. But it was only for a fleeting moment.

Her contracted pupil was like a lamp running out of oil. Death hung in the air. The woman in gorgeous makeup gave her final breath together with the most vicious curse in the world, and then with her very last bit of warmth, she heavily fell down.

No one will love you; no one will treat you with sincerity. In all your life, you will only have hatred and suspicion in your heart. You will be violent and murderous. You will bring disasters everywhere you walk. You are destined to pull all the people you know to their demise.

In the raging fire of the summer evening, Chang Geng stared blankly at the gorgeously dressed body on the makeup table, clutching his blood-covered iron wristband in a daze.

Why did she have to kill herself?

Why did she resent him so much? Why did she have to raise him until now?

... What was the iron wristband of the Black Iron Camp?

In the end, who was Shen Shiliu?