The Gentle Master

For her to feel a little less guilty and sinful. For her to feel a little calmer and forgiven.

No one could say that killing was a crime in this selection test.

It was a game of life and death.

They were all victims.

If you did not kill others, others would kill you. Everyone was just trying to survive.

"Master, how could you… be so nice." Shen Qianshu's eyes turned red uncontrollably. Her Master was just too nice. So nice that it made others feel sympathy for him. He stayed silent, yet he did everything.

She only understood how fearful, guilty, and sinful she really felt deep down after the nightmare.

Ye Ling said, "Well, because it's you."

Because of you, I am nice.

To others, he was just another cold stranger.

He ruffled Shen Qianshu's hair. "Want to talk?"