Han Xiang stared at her sister.
She thought about how many times she had mocked and ridiculed her over the years, but she had never refuted her.
However, ever since she had her divorce, she had completely changed. She was more stubborn in her words, more efficient in her actions, and she could express her feelings clearly. It was as if she had suddenly thought of how to live and wouldn't let anyone bully her.
"..."
She also knew that hunting in the mountains was dangerous and that she was risking people's lives.
But where else could she earn ten taels of silver besides risking her husband's life?
Han Xiang stood up, "I understand."
She walked towards the entrance of the courtyard. After a few steps, she turned around and looked at Han Qiao, "Sister, I'm sorry."
"..."
Han Qiao was silent.
In reality, Han Xiang didn't feel sorry for her.
And Han Qiao didn't want to listen to her apology either.