"Brother, have you really let go?"
Nangong Xiaoyun observed Chen Jing, scrutinizing his expression.
Chen Jing smiled bitterly: "Sister, don't tease me anymore."
"I was possessed these years, ended up doing so many disgraceful things."
"Coveting the master, neglecting my own sister, and venting my anger on the innocent Jiang Fan, twice putting him to death."
"I no longer have the face to live in this world."
"You really shouldn't have saved me then, letting me perish on my own would've been better."
Upon hearing his heartfelt words, Nangong Xiaoyun's face showed joy.
Out of sisterly love, she saved Chen Jing's soul.
But Jiang Fan had done her a favor, she couldn't let Chen Jing free only to cause harm to Jiang Fan and those around him.
Fortunately, Chen Jing's conscience hadn't vanished.
Under her day-by-day guidance, he finally turned over a new leaf.
Nangong Xiaoyun said reassuringly: "As long as brother has figured things out."
