Chapter 328 It Was Me First

• “I lived for myself,” he mumbled, the desolation in his voice audible. “But I... I don't have anything anymore. Everything's just an illusion.”
• My father's words were an illusion, the letters were an illusion, and my mother's gentleness was an illusion.
• Those illusions had accompanied him for over twenty years, and they were what supported him to keep living. Those illusions were his courage, but now, he had lost everything. He was standing in the dark all alone.