Mo Jiang quietly observed her, to see what her reaction would be, and she quietly lowered her head and murmured. "I am exhausted." A drop of tear rolled down her cheek.
Suddenly, she was feeling very tired and didn't want to continue with these fights and pointless arguments anymore.
She always wanted to live an ordinary life like an ordinary person does but fate always intervened and made her follow the path full of thorns: bloodshed, violence, and loneliness.
Hence, she was tired of living a life like that and didn't want to continue to live anymore.
It was the first time that Mo Jiang saw Liu Juan so vulnerable which only urged him to protect her.
Thus, his reasoning made her tough life into an easy one. "Then rest if you are tired, why are you bothering to give up on such a beautiful life?" Mo Jiang wiped her tears.
Beautiful life?
Liu Juan looked perplexed upon hearing this strange word. Could life be beautiful?
