Hearing her indifferent words that had not a trace of saintly mercy, Ying was somewhat surprised. This woman had a clear view of things.
It seemed she was not one of those foolishly compassionate saints, but he still couldn't agree with the principles by which she operated.
The world is a dangerous place; what's the point of talking about principles? To survive, one must not hesitate to use any means necessary.
"Hmph, you will regret today's decision."
"Oh?"
"Even if you release me, this kind of favor won't make me truly grateful to you, nor should you expect me to show mercy the next time we meet. When it's time to kill you, I will do so without hesitation."
Ying's tone was cold and merciless as he spoke words utterly devoid of conscience.
The heart of an assassin is the coldest; it cannot be swayed by slight favors.
