I could barely control my emotions.
If what happened to Li Xingfang had left me feeling cold and lost, and meeting Xu Tie just now had filled me with resentment and indignation, then standing in Greenleaf Paranormal Agency now filled me with despair.
I had never doubted that Ye Qing was an outstanding person. Setting aside his ability to deal with paranormal incidents, the determination he'd shown in persevering through so many hardships was more than enough to earn anyone's admiration.
Anyone who had lost family members one after another in childhood, then learned the "truth" upon reaching adulthood, would likely struggle to face their lot calmly. And that was without even considering how Ye Qing had refused to give in or give up, persisting in his struggle even after death, when he became a ghost.
I'd already admired him. Beneath that admiration was a sense of trust. There was no real reason for it. Perhaps I'd simply been moved and touched by Ye Qing's background and experiences, and had chosen to believe in him out of personal feeling. Through Ye Qing, I'd also chosen to believe in myself.
Until then, I'd done my best to believe that Ye Qing had made the right choice, that he would succeed.
He'd chosen to rely on me to save the other members of Greenleaf. I'd already rescued two people.
And I'd also resolved several of the unfinished cases Greenleaf had left behind.
Things were moving in the right direction.
I wasn't an all-powerful superhero, but I really could save people's lives.
Until I heard what had happened to Li Xingfang...
I'd truly begun to doubt.
According to the information Chen Xiaoqiu had given me, I'd changed the fate of Li Xingfang's family six years ago. But today, six years later, tragedy had