Diya remained silent.
Soon, his body began to tremble, seemingly recalling the possibility of his woman turning into a ghoul.
In the darkness, his round eyes revealed a trace of terror and pain; he hugged his head, and his shoulders began to twitch slightly, as if he were sobbing. But for fear of attracting the attention of the ghouls outside, he dared not cry out loud.
This man, who had killed countless ghouls, was as vulnerable as a child in that moment.
Huang Yi said nothing, merely squatting in the darkness, listening to the man's cries. He couldn't imagine such pain—his dearest person turning into a monster in the blink of an eye, and moreover, a monster he was duty-bound to destroy.
"I don't believe it. I don't believe she has become a ghoul. I don't believe it..." Suddenly, Diya began shaking his head frantically, repeating the sentiment over and over.
