"Impulse is a demon. Money is the easiest trigger of conflict," Yun Xiangxiang sighed.
She was also resigned about the modern debtors' attitude. As those who refused to pay increased, more people lost the good part of humanity. Consequently, more people became indifferent, creating an apathetic society.
The murderer desperately needed the money for his child, who contracted an acute disease. They lost a lot of money in a failed investment, and he needed the money to save his child.
Now that he had rashly killed someone, not only did he fail to get the money for his kid, even he himself would be sent behind bars. That made things worse for his family.
"That child…," Yun Xiangxiang felt pity for them. "Can you look them up for me? I want to donate the medical fees to her."
Yun Xiangxiang knew many needed help in this world. She wasn't the messiah. She wouldn't interfere in things she didn't come across. But if she did, she would help if she could.
