Destructive fell silent for a moment, then muttered to himself:
"Why? Perhaps it's because of hatred. I hate this world..."
Then he looked up, staring straight into Shen Feng's eyes, and said, word by word:
"I hate this world."
This time, he didn't explain with words. Instead, he reached out and pressed his hand against Shen Feng's forehead.
Instantly, under the resonance of his Consciousness Field, a flood of memories belonging to Destructive surged into Shen Feng's mind.
He too had once had a happy childhood, but it all came to an abrupt end at the age of five. His parents died in a car accident, and his relatives, only wanting to fight over the inheritance, kicked him around like a ball before tossing him into an orphanage.
In the orphanage, being weak, he was often bullied. When he was in his teens, he couldn't wait to leave and live on his own, earning a living through subsidies and part-time jobs, only to encounter long-term bullying from a group of thugs at school.
