Never judge Yuanbao by his seemingly cheerful demeanor, always with a smile and an easygoing nature that makes it seem like he doesn't stand on ceremony. Xie Zhinuan had witnessed Yuanbao take lives, swiftly and ruthlessly, his sword rising and falling without a hint of hesitation.
His easygoing manner was but a protective coloration, the truly ferocious Yuanbao...
Xie Zhinuan thought that she would rather be his friend than his enemy.
Because to do otherwise would be a miserable way to die.
For the sake of a long life, one must have self-awareness.
Xie Zhinuan was all too clear and had no intention of provoking a war between Xie Rong and Yuanbao.
"All right!"
Xie Rong was overjoyed.
He hadn't expected Xie Zhinuan to be so kind to him and was elated.
He even planned to pick them himself, happily looking for baskets and ladders.
Xie Zhinuan smiled and let Xie Rong go ahead.
