That's right, in theory, that's how it should be. Chu Ge at that time also positioned himself this way, but he was ultimately human, a person with emotions.
So, after lurking and tracking, until he found a suitable opportunity, slicing through that person's neck with a knife, watching that person fall unwillingly to the ground, and the blood dyeing the beige carpet red, he still couldn't truly maintain a heart as steadfast as a rock.
At that moment, Chu Ge asked himself, did this person really deserve to die?
In fact, for those years, he often asked himself this question, often unsure whether what he was doing was right or wrong.
Now, returning to the city, bidding farewell to the bloody storms, he liked this feeling, crying when he wanted, laughing when he wished, occasionally being a little willful. These were the days a normal person should live, the days of happiness.
