Xie Zhinuan came back to her senses and looked up at Li Hengyi.
Her pretty face was covered with tears, yet her eyes shone brilliantly, displaying a splendor and beauty that Li Hengyi had never seen before.
Xie Zhinuan smiled faintly, "Thank you, I'm alright!"
Really, I'm fine.
It wasn't shock, nor was it alarm.
It was just that suddenly I understood many things I had never understood before.
The difference between personal righteousness and greater righteousness.
Sometimes, doing good deeds is not about being a saint.
"Are you really okay?" Li Hengyi asked.
Seeing a patch of dried blood on the ground and looking at the mute servant who was still circulating his breath, Lian Huai had a look in his eyes when he looked at Xie Zhinuan, one that Li Hengyi recognized and detested—eagerness.
It was as if he were a blood-sucking leech that had spotted blood, revealing his greed.
