"Ningbao, didn't you say you'd forgive me? Why..." Lu Yujing spoke with a slight furrow in her brow. Her eyes instantly welled up, tears swirling around her reddened eyes, broken and pitiful, evoking a deep sense of sympathy.
But sympathy wasn't something Sang Ning felt at all. On the contrary, she was overwhelmed by an intense impulse—a desire to crush Lu Yujing. She quickly turned her head away, refusing to look at her, and managed to somewhat calm her restlessness.
Supposedly, some people's energy fields clash with yours, and no matter what they do, you won't like them. Sang Ning thought, maybe Lu Yujing was just that kind of person.
Sang Ning asked the System in her mind, "System, do you think time distortion could impact someone's personality?"
Static crackled inside her head. She assumed the System must be thinking. Shortly after, a mechanical voice responded, "I don't know for sure. It's probably possible."
