Lin Yi simply shrugged, "Hatred, when indulged, is an expensive emotion, consuming energy and clouding judgment. Practicality, on the other hand, is significantly cheaper, and far more rewarding in the long run."
Xu Ling regarded him with a long, appraising look, a new layer of understanding forming in her ancient mind. "There is another saying," she offered, her tone thoughtful.
Lin Yi gestured with an open hand, indicating for her to continue. "Go on."
"The smiling fox who meticulously counts his grain, carefully planning every move and maximizing every resource, is often far more dangerous than the roaring tiger who merely bares its fangs in a display of brute, impulsive strength." Her gaze was knowing, a silent acknowledgment of the predator Lin Yi had become.
Lin Yi let out another laugh, a genuine, unburdened sound. "I'll accept that comparison, with pleasure."
