Feng Jun looked at Dean Chai's fallen body and shook his head with a bitter smile. "Why go this far?"
He had had more than enough time to stop him, but he had not... If you wanted someone else to act, shouldn't you pay a price?
A civilization that stood above others naturally needed to conduct itself accordingly. This was not cruelty; he simply did not want to become someone else's laughingstock.
To put it more harshly—who knew whether he truly wanted to die or was merely staging a suicide to win sympathy?
Chen Jiu did not think Feng Jun was cruel. He stared at the corpse on the ground and sighed softly. "Dean Chai had long wished to die. He mentioned it to me more than once or twice, and he even recorded a video so I wouldn't be implicated. He only wanted to see you once... I suppose he got what he wished for."
"What a melodramatic man." Feng Jun shook his head helplessly as well. "Someone pursued him for an entire lifetime, yet he never gave them so much as a kind word. Only at the very end did he think of repaying them with his death. People really are masochists."
"Who can ever see through something like love?" Chen Jiu sighed with deep feeling. "As far as I'm concerned, if you don't like someone, then you don't like them... But don't ruin someone else's life."
Could you stop someone from liking you? Feng Jun felt there was nothing worth discussing with this crude fellow. After a long while, he sighed again. "At well over a hundred years old, he could still possess such a pure heart. That is rather rare."
"If you say it's rare, then it must be rare." Chen Jiu laughed. How could he