"They have their hands in both black and white, and even if they truly wanted to pursue something, An Ji wouldn't be affected. They always operate seamlessly; no one would trace it back to them."
"But he still ended up on the wrong path... I just hoped he would live a normal life, not these violent, conflicted days!"
An Ruo's emotions were somewhat agitated; no one could understand her complex feelings.
She was terrified that An Ji would sink deeper and ultimately harm himself.
Organizations that have never been accepted don't have a lasting fate. If Beidi Hall were to fall, An Ji would also be in trouble.
"Tang Yuchen, if you hadn't sent him away back then, none of this would have happened! I truly regret not insisting on him coming back. It's all my fault... I'm the one to blame..." An Ruo took a deep breath, her heart aching.
Tang Yuchen's gaze darkened, and he said in a low voice, "An Ruo, this isn't your fault. It was his own choice.
