The Help
"Mr. Ouyang!" Under the light curtain, Xiao Yi had witnessed this scene, and he let out a miserable cry of pain. It was as though ten thousand spears had pierced his heart. A mouthful of fresh blood was spat out from the intense pain in his heart.
Ouyang Shi's body and soul had been destroyed.
It was hard for Xiao Yi to accept this fact. However, this was absolutely true.