After making minor, basic repairs, Quan Ji found a place to lie down and ponder the events of the day.
She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, until she heard sobbing coming from next door.
She got up and listened.
It was Quan Qingchi crying.
Yes, Quan Qingchi is in the next room.
He survived this war, escaping the tragedy of his previous life.
But he killed someone today, achieving his first such act in his life.
Quan Ji understood that nauseating and vomiting feeling.
She sighed; she simply couldn't let go.
She walked out the door and pushed open Quan Qingchi's door.
Quan Qingchi was so frightened that she immediately stopped crying.
"who?"
"I."
Quan Ji's voice carried a cold tone, but it never made people feel harsh or uncomfortable.
Quan Qingchi choked up.
"What...what do you want from me in the middle of the night?"
Quan Ji paused for a moment, then said, "Are you upset that I forced you to kill Huo Tu today?"
"..."
"I...don't blame you."
The moonlight tonight is very clear, without a trace of fog obscuring it, and it is already a semicircle.
Quan Ji and Quan Qingchi sat on the bed, with only a single candle lit in front of them.
Quan Qingchi's greatsword was still stained with Huo Tu's blood.
He clutched his stomach, clearly feeling unwell.
Quan Ji said coldly, "There's nothing to feel uncomfortable about."
“Look at Fengyuan City. The current tragic state of the city is entirely their doing. You are only trying to prevent the next city from falling, that’s all.”
Quan Qingchi swallowed hard.
"I know, but you...you wouldn't understand how I feel right now..."
Ignoring the ants and flies that were accidentally stepped on, this was the first time in his life that he had killed a living being.
The first time, I intentionally killed a living being, and the target was a living person, a member of my own clan.
This feeling is so bizarre and disgusting.
However, a chilling and unexpected voice came from Quan Ji's mouth.
"I know."
"That feeling is like someone grabbing your heart and dragging it into your stomach, churning it around, making you want to vomit and escape, right?"
Quan Qingchi looked at Quan Ji in surprise, unable to believe that this woman who killed so cleanly and efficiently could have such feelings.
"you……"
Quan Ji rarely showed a sad expression. "You need to know that kindness cannot influence everyone. It can only influence those who are kind as well. Otherwise, it can only make them fear you and be afraid of you."
"Not everyone deserves to be treated kindly, nor should everyone be oppressed by force."
"Everything was beyond my control."
"If the situation weren't like this, who would want to deprive someone of their right to live?"
"Quan Qingchi, we are all the same, we have all come from your stage."
Her voice was cold, but her heart was warm.
She smiled sadly, the cold wind blowing her hair, covering half of her face.
"When I killed someone for the first time, I was probably... only seven or eight years old."
“At that time, Quan Yao hired people to humiliate me. In a fit of anger, I killed them all. This feeling has been haunting me ever since, until I started to feel numb.”
Quan Qingchi's eyes widened, completely unprepared for what had happened to Quan Ji. "Why...why did you never tell us?"
Quan Ji gave a self-deprecating laugh:
"Would it have made any difference if I had said it?"
Quan Qingchi has remained silent.
"And then what happened?"
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