After the meeting, Guan Tong had just stepped out of the conference room and was about to head down the stairs when Fang Qian rushed after him.
"Guan Tong, wait… I need to talk to you."
Guan Tong stopped and turned around, looking at her without expression.
"What is it."
"I didn't expect to see you again here." Fang Qian's voice was tinged with guilt. "About what happened last year… I've always wanted to apologize to you in person."
"Didn't I tell you there was no need when you messaged me before? It's all in the past; there's no point in bringing it up now."
Guan Tong wasn't just pretending to be magnanimous; he had genuinely moved on and no longer thought of it as a big deal.
To be honest, his experiences over the past year had given him a deep understanding of the darker side of human nature.
The Fire Thieves, in particular, often used the rules to place people in extreme situations, which only served to nurture the evil within their hearts.
