Shi Yaoguang went to Quan Jinbei to settle the old accounts after the autumn; he just climbed up the pole.
In this regard, Shi Yaoguang felt somewhat helpless.
"Each matter should be settled on its own merits, these two things should not be confused."
Quan Jinbei curved his lips, "I actually think this is one and the same issue."
"After all... you are seeking justice for your past self."
His implication was that the justice he owed was to her past self, not the person she was now.
Thus.
Her persistent entanglements seemed to lose all reason.
Reflecting on this, Shi Yaoguang couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Third Master is truly sharp-tongued, you've exhausted both good and bad words."
"But forget it, all these are matters of the past. Since Third Master wants to turn a new page, just do as you please."
Shi Yaoguang waved her hand, showing an air of indifference.
She wanted to turn a new page, yet Quan Jinbei was not cooperative.
