Forcing myself to stay awake, I asked the driver to take me to the temple to continue copying the scriptures.

Sure enough, Dai Qingshu was waiting for me.

Looking at his haggard appearance, it was clear he had not been well these past few days either.

However, his eyes, shining brightly, could not hide the pity he felt for me.

I knew his reactions were all because of me.

Simply because of me.

He appeared extremely guilty: if he hadn't come to see me impulsively, he wouldn't have caused me to fall ill.

I waved my hand, saying that none of this should be our burden.

The one tormenting us is the person who killed my sister; he is the one who should pay the price.

Dai Qingshu asked me what I wanted to do.

I didn't know. The Gu family was a prominent clan with numerous political and business connections; it would be very, very difficult to sanction Gu Qingyu.

"Ling Su, listen to me, your sister's death cannot go unavenged. We, we, we..." Dai Qingshu couldn't continue.

I took over, saying, "A life for a life. We must make Gu Qingyu pay for his blood debt with his blood!"

Dai Qingshu's face was streaming with tears, his lips tightly bitten, as he nodded.