Yang Qingxi lowered her gaze slightly.
"Maybe… if we hadn't sent him to prison," she said quietly, "so many people wouldn't have died."
The words lingered in the room, carrying a weight that neither of them could ignore.
Su Mo looked at her for a moment, then let out a faint breath.
"Don't blame yourself, Miss Yang."
His tone was calm, though he himself was quite shocked by this incident. It wasn't a reason to blame oneself.
"Sending him to prison and what he chose to do afterwards are two different things."
He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees.
"If someone commits murder, you don't blame their teacher for teaching them wrong. Nor do you blame their parents for giving birth to them."
His gaze met hers.
"What Ye Chen did… was his choice."
He paused briefly before continuing. "If anything, what we should focus on now is stopping him before he causes even more trouble."
Yang Qingxi looked at him quietly.
Her expression gradually eased.
Yes…
