"I didn't expect you to choose reconciliation, but not everyone might accept your kindness."
Ye Xuan walked over, glancing at Wu Qianqian, whose expression was still gloomy. He feared that Lin Wan's words just now might not have been absorbed by her.
"I can't manage that much, I just seek a clear conscience," Lin Wan shook her head, then continued, "I also want to take revenge on her fiercely, but that would only deepen the hatred."
"This world is originally one that bullies the weak; only by enhancing your own strength can you make everyone truly respect you."
"I didn't expect you to think of it like that."
A smile appeared on the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth, "Fists are the ultimate truth. No matter how glorious or dismal your past was, people will only look at what you are now, and nobody cares about your past."