Zhang Yantong was on the verge of tears; she hadn't expected her presence to precipitate such a drastic shift in the mood, whipping up even more agitation among those gathered. Once things escalated this way, violence was sure to erupt between the two sides. Zhang Yantong shouted, "Ye Chen, I'm begging you, okay? I'm about to leave Jianghuai City, didn't you say you wanted to see me off? Is this how you intend to do it?"
Her words deeply stirred Ye Chen's heart.
Clang!
Ye Chen dropped the machete he was holding onto the ground, saying, "Tongtong, I'm sorry."
"Ye Chen!" Zhang Yantong immediately flung herself into Ye Chen's arms, saying, "No, you shouldn't be sorry to me, but to yourself. You're not ruining me, but your own youth. Turn yourself in; there might still be a glimmer of hope."
