He was no longer weighed down by worries, nor did she show the slightest trace of resentment.
Shang Xin Lei really seemed to have reconciled with herself. She had found a new goal and a new wish, so there was no longer any doubt or confusion in her eyes. She could move forward without hesitation. But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. After all, she had previously thought she was doomed to die. Now that she had discovered a sliver of hope, it was like dying and living again—like the eminent monk Gao De, who had achieved enlightenment and seen through the mortal world.
Yet Yan Qing always felt that she seemed full of anticipation, as though cutting ties with Thieves' Den was a good thing for her.
Suddenly, Yan Qing shoved Shang Xin Lei away, dodging her wandering hand.
Shang Xin Lei clicked her tongue. "We're going to become the infamous thieves of Jiangnan anyway. Can't you let me see what you look like? Just one glance. Just one glance, okay?"
"After all that, don't you simply want me to come back and save you?" Yan Qing pretended to sneer. "Aren't you afraid I'll leave and never return?"
"Not at all." Shang Xin Lei clasped her hands behind her back, lifted her chin, puffed out her chest, and turned to lean against the stone wall. Tilting her head, she smiled brightly. "Because I'm your friend."
"Besides, I'm not inferior to Jiang Shi."
She had drawn a pie, played the friendship card, and explained the gains and losses. Yan Qing had been rendered speechless by her. She truly was Shang Xuanwen's daughter. Clearly, she was the one in the disadvantageous position, yet she had skillfully turned that disadvantage into an advantage, giving him the feeling of, *You've already invested