Xi Shenlian was not someone who opposed suicide.
He felt that since people could not choose when they were born, trying to claim the right to choose when they died was hardly excessive.
Besides, many people's lives were already sad and boring. Since the person actually experiencing that life had decided to REMAKE it, he naturally had no reason or right to interfere.
Of course, if their actions caused him some kind of trouble, that was another matter...
If you wanted to die, then go ahead. What was the big deal? Just find a cliff and jump off. It was clean and environmentally friendly, and it could even provide some benefits to passing wildlife.
But deliberately dying inside a hotel someone else ran, just to disgust the cleaning staff...
Jumping from a building straight into a crowd, randomly taking a few lucky people with you...
Standing on a rooftop for hours without jumping, seriously obstructing traffic, getting taken down by someone, then standing on the rooftop again the next day...
That was going a little too far!
Thus, kind and gentle Xi Shenlian gave the fellow not far away ten minutes.
He planned to wait for the other party to resolve the problem on their own.
He felt that if the other party jumped by themselves and gave his renewed academic career, after several years, a good start, that would be rather delightful.
Unfortunately,
his small act of kindness
was clearly not appreciated.
Ten minutes later,
amid Ye Qisao, Ye Qishi, and Ye Qili's baffled, hesitant, and conflicted expressions, Xi Shenlian slowly opened the car door.
At the same time,
a black dagger appeared in his left hand. It was about twenty-five centimeters long and had an overall shape similar to a single-edged blade. Short but sharp barbs lined