"If you think there's still any room for maneuver in this matter, then just say it to me directly. You can't even say it, can you?" Ji Yu made her stance extraordinarily clear. If he felt there was still a chance, he could have explained it fully.
But even he knew—there was no way to explain something like this. This was a hatred that spanned life and death.
"You also know how much my father meant to me. We didn't even want to hold onto grievances from the past anymore, but he still killed my father. This is something I could never forgive in my lifetime."
Ji Yu had already decided not to seek revenge, but the final outcome showed her that even without revenge, things would still turn out so horrifically.
"If you'd told me about this sooner, maybe my father wouldn't have died. Yeah, I truly was too naïve. Why would I ever believe that you wanted to save my father?"
If she had noticed something was wrong back then, could her father have been spared?
