The man known as "Qiao" was not a monster incapable of love.
Instead, after recognizing, encountering, understanding, and obtaining his own share of love, he resolutely discarded it.
He was a victim.
But what he sacrificed exceeded the realm of his own possessions...
In other words, he relied on others' "love" and "trust" for him, sacrificing things that belonged not to himself, but to others.
From this perspective, he was a plunderer on the path of ideals—like a general conquering new territories, he was not ignorant of the cruelty of war, nor was he unaware that it was an act of aggression... and yet, knowing all this, he still unwaveringly destroyed the dreams of others for the sake of his own aspirations.
"...So that's the type he is."
For some reason, Cui Que saw Russell's expression turn somewhat despondent.
She reached out with concern to touch the back of his hand, "What's wrong?
"Are you disappointed in that man?"
