"Is this the main reason for your sword pointing at Chichi? You hate the Four Symbols, especially the one that replaced the White Tiger."
"Yes."
Xia Chichi sneered.
Zhao Changhe asked again: "Is it related to you watching me die without trying to save me?"
Han Wubing sighed: "I had faith in you, Bodhisattva couldn't kill you."
"That's not necessarily the case." Zhao Changhe looked at him coldly: "I'm the new Emperor Ye, and you can't stand this system. You might not want to kill me yourself, but if someone else does it, it has nothing to do with you, right..."
Han Wubing said slowly: "To be honest, I didn't think of it that way at the time, as for whether there was a subconscious reason, I'm not sure."
Actually, it's almost certain.
If it weren't for this subconscious factor, seeing a friend in danger, the instinct would be to help, not to consider whether the other party can handle it themselves.
