In this world, everyone has their own hidden feelings. From the standpoint of righteousness, Luo Feng can blame them as much as possible, but if he stands from a private perspective, he finds that he can't refute Yan Xiu.

Because in that case, on a certain level, it is also disrespect for the dead.

"Your reason is correct, but the method you took is wrong."

Hearing Luo Feng's low voice, Yan Xiu, who was lying on the hospital bed, raised her face and looked at the ceiling in the darkness, and curled her lips weakly.

"What is right? What is wrong? Do you think I am really that irrational? No, I also understand that this method is wrong. But what if it is wrong? I can't convince myself to simply find a lawyer and sue Han Jichi and his broken website, and then after a period of lawsuits, I won or lost the lawsuit. So what if I win? Watch him go in for a few years and then be released? This is not the result I want!"

Luo Feng was silent for a moment and said, "Things in this world should not be reversed with personal wishes. If you are not satisfied with such a result, you should continue to work hard to achieve better results, rather than destroying Han and Japanese-chi in the wrong way, and destroying yourself... Do you think your relatives want to see you like this?"

Yan Xiu, who leaned on the bedside, smiled disdainfully. Her laughter was very weak and she felt a strong sense of irony.

"I now find that not only do you feel too good at justice, but even your lines are the same as those so-called protagonists of justice... You always think that the dead are gone, and the living must learn to be strong, but have you ever thought about it? My family is all I have in this world!"

"Why do you think I have to work hard to become stronger in the game? If I want to survive, I don't have to go up to level 9, and I don't have to complete the so-called spiritualization trial... I did this because I found that there are really ghosts in this world!"

"Hahaha, ghosts really exist! Do you know how terrifying this fact is and how shocking it is?"

"That means that the dead are gone is just empty words!"

"Our relatives, after they die, may still be by our side and pay silence to us..."

Yan Xiu looked at Luo Feng, who was sitting beside her bed, and his blood-lost lips moved slightly, as if muttering.

"When I think that my family still exists in this world, I feel like I feel an invisible force eating me, urging me, chasing me, asking me to work hard to avenge them, and do everything for them that I can do for them as a living person..."

A cold palm with no strength suddenly lifted up and grabbed Luo Feng's wrist.

Luo Feng looked up with complicated eyes, and saw Yan Xiu leaning on the bed, tilting his head, and smiling at him with an extremely sad smile, "The things in this world may be right or wrong, but in the eyes of people, right or wrong is just a reference standard. The key is, what do we want to do in our hearts... You just asked me where Han and Japanese were, how did I do him, and now I answer you, what you see is what I want to do in my heart! This is the revenge I want!"

The atmosphere in the ward fell into strange silence again.

Luo Feng stared at Yan Xiu's scarlet eyes that were slightly shiny in the light.

After a while, he gently took Yan Xiu's hand away, stuffed it back into the quilt, turned his head and picked up the glass of water that he had just placed on the bedside, handed it to her and said, "The water temperature is almost the same now, drink it."

Yan Xiu was obviously stunned, glanced at the glass of water that was handed to her, and then a familiar smile appeared on her lips in the dim light.

"I just said I wanted you to feed me, right? I just thought it was taking care of people with disabilities."

"Who are you a disabled person? Do you like to drink or not?"

Having said that, Luo Feng helped Yan Xiu pull over the mobile dining board of the hospital bed while she was smiling and put the water cup on it.

"I have something strange. Since you are so stubborn to take revenge, why do you specifically remind me and tell me that you are here now? Before we find out about the live broadcast, I don't believe you can't find the opportunity to escape alone."

Luo Feng looked at the door of the ward that was closed behind him, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt between his eyebrows.

"Are you wondering why the police have not broken in and taken me away yet? The reason is the same as what I said to you just now. Before the live broadcast ends, the police will not be able to find where South Korea and Japan are."

Yan Xiu tried to pick up the glass of water on the dining board with her weak hands, and said casually: "As for why I want to remind you...you guess yourself."

"What a guess? I think you just want to delay time. When the live broadcast is over, I won't have a chance to mess with you, right?"

Luo Feng turned around and stared at Yan Xiujiao's side face for a while. Suddenly, a sentence came out of his mouth: "I met a female ghost in the Fenglin Hotel."

Suddenly, Yan Xiu paused slightly when he tried to pick up the water cup.

This scene was keenly captured by Luo Feng.

He finally nodded in a clear way and asked softly: "What is your relationship with that female ghost? Friends? Relatives? Or what to say..."

"It's my sister."

A surprisingly calm whisper interrupted his speculation.

Suddenly, Luo Feng blinked in the light at the head of the hospital bed, and a look of surprise surged on his face.

It’s not only because of Yan Xiu’s answer, but also because of her attitude of answering it with ease.

"The female ghost you met in Fenglin, no, the ghost you met..." Yan Xiu turned his head and looked at him in a very serious tone, "She is my sister, my dear sister!"

Luo Feng was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but frown, "But..."

"Yes, I also want to know why she favors you!"

Before Luo Feng could speak, Yan Xiu seemed to guess what he was thinking and whispered in a vaguely helpless tone:
Chapter completed!