Every person has their reasons, even those who are clearly in the wrong, such as "She and I are truly in love," or "I was just protecting my own reputation, I never expected things to turn out this way," and so on.
The Fierce Ghosts were roaring beside her, cursing eerily, filled with the resentment of their victims, yet they had no psychological barriers to killing innocent people—they existed solely by devouring the living. But they didn't want to perish so easily either.
Yi Qingyan listened patiently.
"...I see."
It wasn't until five minutes later that she felt she had gotten her answer.
The girl's expression seemed slightly disappointed, but it also seemed like she had anticipated this.
If this were eight years later, it's likely that no one would even think of arguing right and wrong in front of Yi Qingyan.
Because the King Pingdeng of later times had practiced her philosophy through her actions:
