The elders gathered at Heavenly Yao Palace could not help but feel sympathy and pity at the sight.
"Qin Jiuge, that junior, has it hard."
"Of course he has it hard. The Qin Family's affairs, the imperial dynasty's affairs, and his household affairs—so many matters. If they fell upon any other man, he would have gone mad long ago. How could he remain as calm and unchanged as Qin Jiuge?"
"Young people these days truly face enormous pressure. One careless moment, and they might go mad before anything else. It truly does not bear thinking about, does not bear thinking about."
Everyone spoke at once, and it was naturally clear what each of them was thinking.
Even those who had originally intended to make trouble for Qin Jiuge quietly retreated one by one.
Young people had it hard.
As elders, they naturally ought to be more understanding. Otherwise, if the young people truly went mad—
None of them would have an easy time of it. That was only normal.
After who knew how long the chase and beating had lasted, Xiao Ling stood calmly to one side, while the three men before her were in no such state.
Qin Run, Qin Shidi, and Qin Wuchen were all weeping bitterly. Their cheeks were swollen, and they stared resentfully at Qin Jiuge, as though the sky had fallen and the earth had split just moments ago.
"Divine Son, we truly know we were wrong."
"Heh heh."
Qin Jiuge gave a cold laugh, then left with a calm expression.
This was what life was supposed to be.
Qin Jiuge's heart was utterly tranquil. As for the cries of pain behind him, he naturally ignored them as a matter of course.
That was simply how the world worked. Some believed, and some did not.