Gu Ningyue gazed into Ling Tianyou's eyes, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks.
She knew Ling Tianyou was right; she had painstakingly gotten a second chance at life, and he didn't want to be stained by blood, living as before.
But what about her mother?
From childhood to adulthood, the suffering her mother endured, she could still remember clearly even now.
She couldn't just let Gu Chengyue go, at least, she didn't want to let him go just like that.
Ling Tianyou embraced Gu Ningyue, gently placing her head against his chest. "Don't cry, though we can't take his life, we can teach him a lesson, can't we?"
"What kind of lesson?" Gu Ningyue's voice was hoarse and filled with intense pain, "I, I want to avenge my mother!"
Ling Tianyou gently patted her back and said, "We can think of a way. I'll have someone track his movements, maybe we'll find him soon. Ning Yue, no matter what, I'm on your side. Always on your side. Ning Yue, trust me, okay?"
