Miao Feichan gazed at Fang Shuwen, feeling a sense of admiration for him for the first time.
This scheme by the Night Rain Tower was a dizzying mix of truth and deception, making it hard to tell what was real.
'Even with all my experience in the Jianghu, I failed to see through the scheme. Yet Fang Shuwen saw it all as clear as day.'
'His perceptiveness and composure are far superior to my own, despite my being a veteran of the Jianghu.'
'Compared to him, I feel like a reckless greenhorn, one who's been manipulated because of my own kindness.'
'What an utter mess…'
Just as the thought crossed her mind, Fang Shuwen gently patted her shoulder.
"Don't overthink it. There's nothing wrong with having a kind heart."
"The ones who exploit the kindness of others are the real bastards who deserve to die."
Miao Feichan looked up at Fang Shuwen. Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, she suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.
A strange flutter of panic washed over her.
