Suddenly, Vaan shook his head with a wry smile, feeling a little incredulous for being sentimental and having these weak thoughts. He had an extraordinary destiny and responsibility – something a normal person could not bear.
It should be expected that his path would be solitary; it differed from others. It was a path that only he could tread.
In the face of his destiny and pursuit of the truth, a thing like true friendship was trivial.
He didn't have it, but he didn't need it either.
He had his women, and they could also be considered his best friends. They would only help him and never betray him. They were also top-tier beauties.
Having male friends would only arouse jealousy and trouble.
Be that as it may, one could not help but lament if they learned about Vaan's thoughts and his destiny.
After all, he was someone who could lift up other people. But who could lift him up?
