The sky gradually turned dark.
After Yuwen Han parted ways with her grandfather, she remained deep in thought about what he had said. The matter was not, in fact, complicated. Shen Han’s talent and comprehension were proof enough that he would undoubtedly grow into an exceptionally powerful entity. If such a person remained a mere outsider, it would be difficult to harness his strength for her own ends.
Yuwen Han was no saint, and her hands were surely stained with the blood of many innocent people. Even if she felt deep regret now, it was useless; she even considered her own remorse to be an act of extreme hypocrisy, especially since the people she had killed were long beyond feeling regret themselves.
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