"If you've read that memory, you should know, it's a case of blame-shifting,"
Duan Mingyuan defended himself.
It was a textbook example of blame-shifting. When you were walking on the street, an old man who appeared out of nowhere grabbed your arm. In an attempt to break free from his pestering, you shook off his grip, only for him to fall and sustain a devastating fracture.
"So, you admit you broke the throne?"
The Dark Night Witch was quite lucid and didn't get entangled in Mingyuan's rhetoric.
However, this wasn't about assigning blame but confirming her current predicament. Once Mingyuan had indirectly admitted it, her heart finally settled down.
Although she was prepared to sacrifice her soul for vengeance, if there were other choices, no one would opt for their spirit to vanish.
Still, this was truly incredible.
She couldn't have imagined such an ending for herself, no matter what.
