At this moment, the young girl slightly raised her brows, a faintly serene smile spread at the corners of her lips, making her look so soft and beautiful, yet those eyes, deep and black as ink brimming with brilliance, were like a deep ancient well, utterly inscrutable.
In the depths of that gaze, a flash of bloody mockery swiftly passed by.
Human nature, truly so fragile, so ugly!
She was grateful that she wasn't so overflowing with compassion as to save a girl who had lost her way because of love. Love, after all, is the greatest and the most twisted thing in this world. She understood this girl but couldn't tolerate her, as she had directed the blade towards herself.
Although one day she might also distort human nature for Brother Yan, isn't human nature inherently selfish?
Human selfishness lies in tolerating oneself but being unable to tolerate others.
In other words, to borrow a timeless saying from Emperor Wei, I'd rather wrong the world than let the world wrong me!
