"However, once they put on the mask called 'nobility,' standing from the family's perspective, they immediately become someone else. And beneath that mask, there is no mercy, only interest and balance... aren't we the same?"
Edward tightened his grip on the teacup, remained silent for a long time, then spoke softly.
"Regarding the matter of the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range... can you think of a way through the friends you know in the Holy City? I know this is an unreasonable request, but with the national strength of the Campbell Duchy, it's really hard to exert pressure on the Academic State. If we just stand by and do nothing, my conscience won't allow it."
Luo Yan sighed, putting down the red tea in his hand.
"I'd also love to do something for those unfortunate people, but whether it's me or Miss Yaya Mitiya, I'm afraid neither of us can help in this matter."
He looked straight into Edward's eyes, his tone honest yet brutal.
