Shanhua fell silent. In truth, she knew that Ma Shaokang had desperately wanted revenge against the mastermind behind it all. It was only because that hidden enemy's influence and strength were too formidable that he had not dared act rashly, burying his hatred deep in his heart.
Even if he truly sought revenge, his first targets would certainly have been Ma Tianyi and Zhao Zhen. As for the mastermind behind them, that would have depended on Ma Shaokang's growth in the future.
Now that Ma Shaokang was dead, he could not even kill Ma Tianyi and Zhao Zhen, much less take revenge on that mastermind.
What Lü Yue said was not exactly wrong. Shanhua was not truly some willful, unreasonable person who disregarded everything else. Otherwise, after all these days of hesitation, she would have acted long ago. She had only feared dragging her grandfather into it.
Now, if she could help Ma Shaokang settle part of his debts of gratitude and vengeance without implicating them, that would not necessarily be a bad thing.
"Would this... really make Ma Shaokang forgive me?"
Shanhua's face was filled with confusion and bewilderment. At the very least, she had no idea what Ma Shaokang, already dead, would think.
With a sigh, Lü Yue walked to Shanhua's side and took her hand, giving her support and strength.
"Don't worry. No matter what storms may come, you and I will bear them together. I will never leave you to face them alone.
"Besides, didn't you say Ma Shaokang was your friend? How could a friend blame you over something like this?"
For a moment, Shanhua was almost muddled by Lü Yue's words. In a daze, she agreed. Yet her heart did indeed feel much lighter. At least she would no longer keep Ma Shaokang's death