Three years, five years, sounded like a long time, but many years passed in the blink of an eye. She was several hundred years old; three or five years were merely a fraction of her life.
Was it necessary to waste three to five years here? Actually, it wasn't necessary—after all, the future of the villagers here was determined by fate, and she was merely passing through...
Qing Youmeng was pondering seriously, and Lin Suqing saw all of this; it was unusual for her to be troubled over mortals. Given her personality, even a moment's hesitation was rare for her, let alone serious consideration.
"Have you made a decision?"
"Am I not involved in a case? Won't there be consequences?"
Lin Suqing was surprised; she was actually worried about bringing trouble to these weak mortals. She had changed! And he was delighted.