"Let go when it's time to let go— isn't that one of the most taught lessons since ancient times?" said Ling Qingyu.
"I never expected you to draw conclusions from love affairs," Tang Ziyi replied with a hint of schadenfreude.
Ling Qingyu couldn't fathom why everything always circled back to carnal desire. Whenever something was even slightly related—despite having no real connection to love—people's thoughts inevitably revolved around drama.
Who said letting go was only about love? It applied to everything: work, desire, persistence, idealism, and so on. It took great courage to let go.
Spirit Fox seemed to control Province N so thoroughly that crime rates dropped to an unimaginable degree, except for domestic affairs.
Nonetheless, the higher the climb, the harder the fall. Jealousy, greed, fear and hatred were aimed at her girls. Until now, Ling Qingyu had yet to receive news of the horrific systematic attack on them.
