After figuring all this out, Chen Mo could not help but sigh.
What had originally been a very simple matter had gone astray because of a single thought.
One thought led to heaven; one thought led to hell.
So many people had been involved, all because of one idea. In the end, those connected to it had paid with their lives.
The people involved—whether that girl, Li Jun, or even Wang Ling—regardless of whether they were innocent or guilty, had all ultimately paid the Price of Life. It was truly regrettable.
If that girl had not spread rumors, if Wang Ling had not offered advice behind the scenes, if the surveillance cameras had been working properly, if the people at the time had thoroughly investigated the matter, perhaps things would not have turned out this way.
However, none of this was really Chen Mo's concern. No matter how much the female student regretted it, she could not make up for the severe consequences she had caused. So she could only pay for her lie with her life—Li Jun had killed her!
As for Li Jun, he was simply a tragic figure. There was really nothing to say. If Chen Mo put himself in Li Jun's shoes, what would he have done? Perhaps he would have made the same choice.
Had he not become a cultivator and gained these abilities, he might have been even worse off than Li Jun. He might have ended things long ago.
Sigh! A pitiful ordinary person, isolated by society when faced with something like this.
As for Wang Ling, with just a few casual words behind the scenes, she had caused a happy man to sink into ruin. It had to be said that being tied up here today was exactly what she deserved.
But