In the endless darkness, a single beam of light can eventually bring brightness.
In the dead ends of humanity, the radiance of human nature is the final hope.
Shen Yue understood this well. Seeing Fang La's pained expression, he spoke slowly, "This is not your fault."
"Then whose fault is it?" Fang La retorted hoarsely.
Shen Yue stayed silent.
Fang La said, word by word, "We only wanted to live well, without conflict with others. Yet they refused to let us live, they wouldn't let us live!"
As he spoke, the flames on Fang La's body became even brighter.
Du Zijun smiled faintly, "Shen Yue's attempt has backfired."
Councilor Cheng asked, "What do you mean?"
Du Zijun responded calmly, "Shen Yue tried to resolve Fang La's hatred through the matter of Fang Xuerou, but he missed one key point—Fang Xuerou's predicament is unsolvable. The ones who wouldn't let Fang La live were not only Fang La's kin but also Zhao Ji."
