No one knows better than him how kind and pure his sister is.
Many things, once started, there's no chance to go back and restart. If it can be avoided, then it should be.
He never considered himself a good person, he's done his share of dirty deeds and wouldn't mind adding one more.
Pea was still stubbornly battling with her unruly noodles, oblivious to everything around her.
Wanxia lowered her head, and after the smile faded from her face, her features appeared faint, "Brother, if I can't personally make the murderer experience despair, I might never dare to meet... meet Xia Qian in this life."
Her voice was somewhat hoarse, as if dried by the chilling winds of winter.
Mu Jin Huan's eyes deepened, his voice calm as water, "I'll do it clean and swift. Seeing you endure with Gu Shaozhi pains me."
No matter what his surname is now, he was once a 'Ji', and Ji Wanxia will always be his sister in this lifetime.
