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Cynthia stared at him for a few minutes before her lips slightly pursed.

"Do you hone yours skills and strength just to bully others?"

"Cynthia, I..."

He simply couldn't accept it. Why should she care about the weak? If they were gone, they were gone.

"Kneel."

That was all Cynthia said, but her face was heavy with gravity.

"Do you know why I've always refused to teach you medicine? It's because you lack any compassion for the vulnerable. You even

find joy in instilling fear in others. Kid, you've got a wicked streak."

The words "wicked streak" seemed to etch themselves deep within him.

In the dead of night, he would wake up to hear Cynthia repeating those words.

Wicked streak, wicked streak.

How dared Cynthia speak of him that way? He was determined to learn medicine and to excel at it.

The thought was rooted in his mind, along with a crazier idea: he would make Cynthia regret her words.

Afterward, Cynthia becbusier, until one day, she returned, battered and bruised, still intent on taking him away.

"Phelps, BK isn't the place for you. It's too dark here, and it twists you more every day. Cwith me."

At that moment, looking into her eyes, he saw her unwavering resolve. She genuinely seemed to want a normal life and had

worked hard for it.

He couldn't understand why anyone would strive for the ordinary when everyone wanted to be extraordinary.

"My daughter is adorable, you'd like her too."

he been in BK? The encounters with Cynthia were few, and each tthey met, his only

But Cynthia's concerns were never about his strength but whether he

She had a daughter?

felt shocked, then he turned

attention, subconsciously seeing her as

of him.

would always ask, "Phelps, are you

His joy

to hear it. She'd probably describe him with those words again:

the one with the wicked streak, be

was she who brought him into the organization, yet refused

out,

maybe other members of the organization or

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them away and cback for you. Don't

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it was just an excuse. She detested him so much that she wouldn't return

he left the cave and found her trying to make her way back, collapsing not far from

coming back for him. She never cared for him, and perhaps

in

her; instead, he walked

with guns, who

men were nasty, grabbing him as if

hesitation, he

discarded him, then she

"She's over there."

he was thrown down

that Cynthia betrayed

hunt

wanted

was to kill

had abandoned him; it was what she

he grew older, he realized that no matter how many people he killed, it was

streak” still haunted

he learned of his own origins and that he had

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