He knew this operation had failed, yet he had no way to remedy it.
"Thank you for saving me," Yue Mingxuan finally said, beginning to truly face Shang Qinghua. "If it weren't for you this time, I would have died at his hands."
"As long as you don't treat my goodwill like dirt, I'd already be more than satisfied," Shang Qinghua said, his tone carrying a hint of bitterness.
Yue Mingxuan stuck out his tongue playfully. "Where are you planning to take me?"
"I was just about to ask you that."
"I can't stay in Beirong any longer. Even if the Emperor isn't hunting me now, I still can't calm myself. Every time I think about Rong Qinglei's death, I can't forgive myself," Yue Mingxuan sighed. "So right now… I don't even know where to go."
"Why not come back to Xieshang with me?" Shang Qinghua blurted out without hesitation.
He truly hoped Yue Mingxuan would go with him.
That way, it would be much easier for him to look after him.
