The butler sighed inwardly, he had to admit that they were regressing with age, looking at things even less clearly than a four-and-a-half-year-old child.
"If I don't want money or other compensation, but only seek a life for a life, blood for blood? Money can buy many things in this world, but it cannot buy life." He Beimu continued to question Susu.
"In that case..." Susu pondered seriously, "then there's nothing that can be done. If you truly feel that killing Tingting's dad is the only way you'll be happy, then go ahead and kill him. I won't help you, nor will I help Tingting's dad; I won't help anyone."
He Beimu thought deeply about Susu's answer and murmured after a long pause, "I understand."
He Beimu didn't know what the right thing to do was anymore; he wanted revenge, but now they told him that the object of his vengeance was already dead, leaving his years of pent-up hatred with no outlet.
