Idol
As Lin Pengpeng listened to her friends talk, the scene of rescuing Pei Xianjue surfaced in her mind.
Back then, Pei Xianjue had been trapped inside the Mountain Demon, while Lin Pengpeng had dug through the passage blocked by mountain lice outside its body. She had heard Pei Xianjue say that, to deal with an insubordinate subordinate, all one needed to do was promote them to a position beyond their ability. After that, there was nothing else to do. They would naturally be questioned by others, praised by others, gradually grow arrogant and twisted, then make a grave mistake and be attacked by everyone around them, reaping what they had sown.
Liu Han had finally gotten what was coming to him. Wang Xunmei and Li Yu both said he deserved it, yet Lin Pengpeng felt strangely unsettled.
With a casual move, those in power could easily achieve their aim.
Liu Han had paid the price for his loose tongue back then, but he had, after all, contributed to the Quarantine Zone. His arrogance and domineering nature certainly stemmed from his own character, but he had also been guided by an invisible hand. So was this fair?
Lin Pengpeng felt distressed. Emotionally, she did not want to sympathize with Liu Han. Rationally, she knew Pei Xianjue's actions had not been wrong. Yet it felt as if there were a pebble lodged in her heart, leaving her uncomfortable no matter what.
Perhaps it was that lofty indifference and arrogance that she could not let go of.
She had thought Pei Xianjue was different.
Lin Pengpeng's silence caught Ling Feiran's attention. Ling Feiran asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Lin Pengpeng came back to herself and forced a smile. "Nothing... I just saw so many volunteers leaving, and I'm a little worried