'Not everyone is a heartless beast, nor is everyone capable of murdering their own father and master!'
'My teaching methods may have had flaws, but the greater reason was their poor character and selfishness.'
'Had it been anyone else, perhaps the outcome wouldn't have been the same.'
Song Wanning lowered her gaze. When she looked up again, the killing intent in her eyes was soul-shaking.
'The confusion in my heart has finally been resolved, and An Ze no longer has any reason to exist.'
"You... even if... you save me... I... I still... won't... for... forgive you..."
An Ze didn't understand the profound meaning in Song Wanning's eyes and thought she regretted her decision and wanted to take him back as a disciple.
He was inwardly pleased and happy, but he couldn't resist playing hard to get, putting on a high-and-mighty air.
'How pathetic was I when I was cast out?'
'And how many scornful looks did I have to endure?'
