Asylum?

Gu Wan'an laughed, the kind of cold laugh that seeped out of his bones; "What exactly is a human life in your eyes?"

"It has no value in our eyes."

Worthless poor people, dead or not, he wouldn't even put them in his eyes.

"She is a human being, a living human, not a dog, an ant, or a flower. She is equal to all of you!"

Yuan Hairong sneered. "Equal? Since ancient times, why were people divided into classes? To distinguish between the inferior and the superior, survival of the fittest, and status determines everything."

"Only when both sides are equal in strength can there be absolute fairness. Between the strong and the weak, the weak can only obey."

"As a noble family, be it the Gong Family, Yuan Family, or even the Han Family, they all have a dark and unknown side to them."

"Alright, I've told you enough. Shuang'er, put it down and leave."

Hearing this, Gu Wan'an felt a wave of sadness in her heart.