"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Jingliu asked.
Jingliu had always cared deeply about her "best friend," so naturally, she cared greatly about Baiheng's opinion.
"There's no real problem, but I think you should be more straightforward in the future, Jingliu. Say what's in your heart openly instead of keeping everything bottled up.
"For example, you've always wanted to use the sword in your hand to strike down the stars in the sky. Why didn't you tell Chen Li about that from the very beginning?"
"Because..."
"Because you believed that the first Miracle Card Chen Li truly obtained was a gift from Yaoshi, and you felt that opposing the Aeon of Abundance was your own matter. Because making Chen Li raise a hand against his sworn brothers and beloved friends might put him in an impossible position. Right?"
"...Right." Jingliu nodded.
"If you ask me, your considerations... weren't wrong. But you should have voiced your concerns. If you don't say them, how are the people who care about you supposed to help?"
"...I understand."
"Jingliu, you're just too used to keeping your feelings hidden. Share happiness with others, and you'll receive twice the joy. Share your sorrow with others, and half your grief will fade away. That's what friends are for. And you, Jing Yuan—I wasn't talking about you, was I?"
"Hey, what does this have to do with me?" Jing Yuan scratched his head after being inexplicably scolded.
Come on, was that speech an area-of-effect attack?
"So, don't keep your feelings bottled up. If there's something you want to say to Chen Li, or feelings you want to express, say them boldly."
"I see..."
"I think it's better to be a little more reserved," Chen Li suddenly interjected.
"Do you have some problem with my Jingliu?" Baiheng shot Chen