Pei Ye looked at the woman beside him, "Yes."
"But the connection between you and Yongbei is only those old scars on Senior Yue's body." Ming Qi Tian turned to look at him, "You never knew Yongbei, nor did you see him harm Senior Yue, and Senior Yue did not die because of him. To you, he's just a name. Is your hatred for Yongbei really so clear, so much that you want to tear him to pieces?"
The woman's eyes were calm and serious. Perhaps she was the only person who dared and would question his hatred in this way. Pei Ye was momentarily speechless.
"I... I grew up looking at those scars on Mr. Yue's body. Every time I washed him, I felt a chill in my heart." Pei Ye said, "Every time I was very angry, and I wanted to know who did this..."
"Hmm. When you thought of this mysterious shadow back then, did you become uncontrollable, unable to rest until you tore him to pieces?"
"..."
He did not.
