Simon Sun had always been fiercely protected—by his parents, and by Serena. None of them could bear to let him suffer even the slightest grievance. Yet ironically, it was their actions that left Simon heartbroken.
It was their actions that left Simon heartbroken.
Serena quickly blinked away her tears, not daring to mention Daniel Sun again. She only said, "Simon, seeing you safe puts your master at ease."
"Thank you for worrying about me, Master." Simon Sun composed his sorrowful face and bowed to Serena.
Serena shook her head. "I'm fine. Seeing you no longer lost in endless grief is all the reassurance I need. Rest well for a while and recover your strength—the rest, leave to me. I promise I’ll find out who did this."
"Thank you, Master." Simon Sun, though pure-hearted, was not naive—he knew that with his own abilities, he could never uncover the culprit in his lifetime.
A father's murder is a blood feud that cannot be shared under the same sky. Unless he died, Simon would never let this go.
"No need to thank me—this is what a master must do. As long as you don't blame me, that's enough." Serena guessed that this disaster was almost certainly because of her.
Simon had always been kind to others. This time, it wasn’t truly about Simon—the real target was Serena.
Simon quickly shook his head. "Master, I understand. This has nothing to do with you."