Seeing Ling Jinhua with a playful look, Luo Ziling could only say again, "If someone could take care of them, that would be great."
"Do you think it's so easy for Chen Ruchang and his two sons to die?" Ling Jinhua squinted his eyes again.
"Of course, it's not easy." Luo Ziling sighed, "So, many thoughts can only be thoughts, merely a fleeting moment of rage. And often, despite desperately wanting to kill the opponent, you still have to face them with a smile, even addressing each other as brothers, even when you really hate them."
"You're quite insightful for someone so young."
"When you go through more things, you gain more insights. If I were like my other cousins, living smooth and easy lives all these years, then there's no way I'd have so many thoughts." Luo Ziling spoke frankly.
"What's the best outcome for the Chen father-son trio, in your opinion?"
"Just to leave things as they are now." Luo Ziling expressed the opinions he'd previously shared with Ling Ruonan.
