Blood Trace nodded slightly, "That's true. To me, your story sounds like a version from thirty years ago, outdated and reeking of malicious intentions. But for those girls in Tibet, a thirty-year-old version might still be quite lethal."
Lin Xiaosu nodded lightly, "It's not just quite a bit, it's... a lot!"
"The story itself doesn't have that much power. The lethality is magnified to the extreme because the audience is unique. The world is big, but I've never seen anyone as easy to deceive as her..."
Lin Xiaosu glared at him, "What do you mean easy to deceive? She's just genuine! Don't you think this is the best, rarest, and most precious quality a person can have?"
"So what? Are you planning to leap out of your story to mess with her, giving her a lesson through your actions, teaching her that the world isn't as beautiful as in the stories, and that it's full of hidden dangers?"
Lin Xiaosu was speechless...
