Everyone had value in their existence. Perhaps someone who was lost in life and on the verge of falling at this very moment was also precisely the cure someone else needed.
Jiang Yaozu's expression grew angrier, but that anger soon froze.
He felt Tang Rui's terrifying presence bearing down on him. The moment she sensed that Wen Xishu was in danger, she had unleashed her aura.
Jiang Yaozu wanted to flee, but just as he was about to run, a voice suddenly called out:
"Yao."
The voice seemed to break through space and time, carrying Jiang Yaozu straight back to his school days.
Together with what Wen Xishu had just said, it made Jiang Yaozu think he was hearing things.
But in the next instant, Mixed Feelings flooded his mind with emotions.
Against the torrent of Tang Rui's terrifying mental power, someone of Jiang Yaozu's caliber had no way to resist.
In an instant, he was under her control.
Then he saw a woman who was beginning to show her age appear inside the Office Tower.
"Yao."
The woman called softly again.
In an instant, Jiang Yaozu remembered where that name had come from.
It was a conversation he had had with his English teacher many years ago.
"Jiang Yaozu, you did very well. Your score went up thirty points from last time. That's a considerable improvement. I can see how hard you've worked. Keep it up. You're an excellent student."
For the first time in his life, Jiang Yaozu heard someone call him excellent.
"No... no, I haven't done well enough, Miss. I haven't!" Being constantly put down had made denying himself an instinct.
"Yao, you're an excellent student. Don't put yourself down. Not everyone can improve so much in such a short time."
"Miss... why do you call