Shen Yue's gaze narrowed slightly, detecting the finality in Lin Ping's tone.
An end to everything!
A woman who has hardened her heart can commit acts no less severe than a man.
A sense of crisis surged in Shen Yue, and he smiled, "What do you hope to gain?"
"That is exactly what I want to ask you," Lin Ping countered, "What do you hope to gain?"
Shen Yue answered simply, "The truth."
Lin Ping suddenly said, "Usually, gaining the truth is not an end in itself; it's what one gains from the truth that matters. That's why wise people seldom seek the truth, knowing how ugly it can be, unbearable to witness. It's often better to be deluded by false pretenses and continue deceiving oneself."
Shen Yue murmured, "That's very reasonable."
He realized Lin Ping was an extremely intelligent woman; indeed, without a high IQ, she could not have pulled off the deeds she had.
But his pursuit of the truth was not simple; his sense of impending crisis grew even stronger!