The day he received the news about Lai Lei, the Vice Chancellor's words kept replaying in his mind: I hope it does not happen for you, but one day you might mourn that person in front of you, behind you, to your left, or to your right. Or it might be one of your other classmates here, or a friend.
Lai Lei had been both. He was his classmate and his friend, and on the day he was brought back with only a few breaths left in him, Yang Qing came face to face with the reality that he might mourn a classmate and a friend.
Luckily, he did not. But the Vice Chancellor's words finally struck a chord in him, and ever since, he had only felt them deeper and deeper. The deepest of which was Ma Yuan's case. He finally got a clear look at his own limitations, and immediately following that incident, the point was driven further home when he almost lost his life within the very Order where he had felt safest.
