At last, the two had nothing left to say. In the past, they had spoken deeply despite a shallow acquaintance; now, they could only face each other in silence.
Their differences were no longer merely differences in position. Their views on matters and methods were utterly opposed. Fan Lingyue's methods were too extreme for Ning Chen's liking, while Ning Chen's habit of weighing everything over and over was equally beneath Fan Lingyue's contempt.
Ning Chen could not refute Fan Lingyue. He could not even prove whether her methods were right or wrong.
There were not so many rights and wrongs in this world. The greatest right and wrong had always been the human heart.
If Fan Lingyue succeeded, then a hundred years from now, she would be remembered as a worthy minister who had ushered in an age of prosperity. If she failed, all she would leave behind would be a shoulderful of curses.
Unfortunately, she did not care about any of that. What she cared about was exactly what she had said—peace under heaven and prosperous common folk.
Ning Chen had never doubted her sincerity when she said those words. He mocked her only because he disliked her methods.
The two who had been walking together finally stopped. Ning Chen let out a soft sigh and said, "Let us part here."
"Mm." Fan Lingyue nodded. It was indeed time to stop.
They were similar people, but they were not travelers on the same road. In the end, they could not keep walking together.
"I am very curious. How do you plan to get rid of me here?" The cold wind swept past as Ning Chen narrowed his eyes. He had never been able to guess what her trump card was.
There were only the two of them here. Though