AN: I forgot the dad's name so we will go with this one. I hope you guys dont mind.
XiangLin lay on the hard floor, his body weary and bruised, when a voice sliced through the air.
"Stop pretending. I know you are awake."
Xiang Lin's heart raced. He lifted his gaze, squinting against the shadows, and for a moment, he thought he saw a ghost. There stood Han Jin, the man who once claimed to be his best friend.
The memory of that day flashed through his mind like a dark cloud. He thought of how Han Jin had smiled, believing their worlds were somehow intertwined. Xiang Lin had snorted at the thought back then. He a mere attendant, yet he dared to befriend a man of power in the Republic.
