"I don't want my kin to be tortured while also mocking me."
At this moment, Xun Yu's tone had softened considerably.
He looked out at the overcast sky through the window, listening to the sound of pouring rain:
"With this premise, you know why I went back to find Xun Xian."
"I've long realized my own helplessness."
"I can only rely on nurturing Xun Xian, hoping she becomes a righteous person."
"When she reaches the level of a Golden Patrol one day, I can tell her everything."
"Even if by then she still kills me, still exterminates my kin, at least we'll go with satisfaction."
"Moreover, we can hope that one day she'll avenge us, dragging Yuan Tiangang and others into the abyss of pain."
Xun Yu seemed to convince himself as he spoke.
The chubby man's face was filled with that kind of fantasy, as if he truly saw such a situation unfold.
Yuchi's response was somewhat mocking:
