Lin Junyan's expression slowly became more relaxed. He knew all too well that some things were no longer the same as before, and even if they were to return to his hands, those who had perished would not come back. It seemed like it was time for him to let go. Clinging to his obsessions only harmed himself. Revenge must be sought, but his life could not be filled with just hatred. The gentle, expectant look in his mother's eyes before her death was a hope that he would let go of the past and live a good life. Perhaps he should truly honor his mother's wish.
Something in his dark eyes seemed to gradually dissipate, while a figure became clearly visible, prompting a thoughtful smile from him. Actually, life still held surprises at every turn, didn't it?