Everyone had different objects of admiration at different stages of life. As children, the people we admired were our parents.
As we grew older and broadened our horizons, our admiration for our parents would turn into respect and familial affection.
Now, seeing how highly Han Chi and the many elders regarded Xu Ran, he had also become the most remarkable man she had ever met in her life. Even her many grievances against him in other respects could not conceal her envy and admiration for him.
Admiring the strong was human nature, and even the nature of most animals.
When Han Xue walked out of the hall, her head was still a muddled mess.
She realized that she was far from understanding this man, Xu Ran. Had she formed a subjective prejudice against him after knowing him for only a day? Could someone held in such esteem by almost everyone really be as awful as she imagined? Could she have misunderstood something?
Misunderstanding, my foot! Han Xue, oh, Han Xue, he had his hands all over you back then. He even sneaked a touch of your bottom. While Xu Ran had held her and slaughtered his way through enemies on every side, he had naturally collected a little interest.
At the time, she had not believed Xu Ran could defeat those Dou Huangs, so she had thought she would die the next moment and had not fussed over it. Besides, how could she have known then that the bastard had such an extraordinary identity and was such a womanizer? She had been quite taken with him herself, so she had felt no resistance at all.
"Hey. What are you thinking about? You're not thinking about me, are you?"
Xu Ran's languid voice startled the dazed Han Xue into a shudder,