In a residential area in Jiangcheng, Gu Qianxue, who was wearing snow-white pajamas, was sitting on the sofa watching television with her legs curled up. She paid Gu Qianlin, who was beside her, no heed. She was clearly upset.
"Qianxue, can you stop behaving like a child?" Gu Qianlin earnestly asked. "I told you that Xiao Luo was a devil. If you become friends with him, you will lose your ability to determine right from wrong. You must stop all forms of contact with him and never see him again."
Gu Qianxue's lively eyes looked toward her. There was a trace of blame in them. "I am already an adult. I can decide for myself regarding a lot of things. I know Xiao Luo well, and he is not the devil you say he is. There is justice in his heart. It's just that the way he shows it can be rather extreme."
"Rather extreme?"
