"No, you're not cruel. You have always been my most favorite Little Xuanzi."
Feng Yueya couldn't help but reach out and pull him into her arms.
Her hand patted his back repeatedly, "I have killed people too. At first, I was scared, sad, guilty.
In the end, I reached a point where I wouldn't even blink an eye... We're all forced into it.
This is how the world works, survival of the fittest, survival of the strongest.
But no matter how many people we kill, we must keep our hearts warm, and not let ourselves fall into icy darkness, or else we'll truly be beyond redemption..."
After staying quietly in her arms for a while, Yu Xuan lifted his head and moved away from her slightly, nodding and saying,
"I understand what you mean, rest assured, I won't let myself become a tyrant."
"It's best if you can think that way." Feng Yueya touched his head with relief.
