"Just because you can't understand something doesn't mean it doesn't exist—"
Leaving these words behind, Fang Hong didn't bother to continue wasting words with these people. He had actually anticipated this outcome long ago, but unfortunately, Sophie did not comprehend the meaning of his question at that time. The Princess of Silver Weslan merely thought he was naïve and stubborn, but in truth, from the night of the Morning Dawn Star.
His heart had long ceased to be simple.
Fang Hong had barely taken two steps when suddenly he heard a gentle applause coming from behind:
"Clap, clap—"
He turned back to see that it was indeed Luo Hao applauding. This chubby guy, for some unknown reason, hoisted his shield and approached, giving him a thumbs up and saying: "Well said!"
Fang Hong looked at him with surprise.
Only then did Luo Hao look forward: "To be honest, I always thought you were somewhat idealistic. But I didn't expect that we are actually alike—"
