You Mingxu paused briefly and laughed, then said, "You're genuinely hopeless. You're twenty-eight, yet your understanding of the world and of people is still as naive and narrow as a child's. What matters in life is not how others see me, how they treat me, but what kind of person I am, and that I live every day as myself, even if it's possibly my last. You think you're above it all, not taking others into account. But your words just now show that from beginning to end, you've been living in others' views, caring about how they treat you. It's because of these thoughts, being ensnared by them, that you were gradually driven insane, right? Fine, I get it now. You're just a child who's been hurt and can never stand up again, a stubborn murderer trying to prove yourself to others. Gu Tiancheng, your life, it's just not worth it. You haven't lived it well."