"What are you planning to do?" Ling Ruonan softly asked Luo Ziling. "Can't you tell? Many people are worried you'll lose your rationality."
"I know," Luo Ziling nodded. "Whether it's Li Jiawei, or Grandpa and Grandma, they've all reminded me. But I don't want to be a chess piece that others manipulate. If life is a chessboard, I don't want to be a piece—I want to be the one playing the game."
Ling Ruonan felt a surge of concern from Luo Ziling's words. She gently asked, "What are you planning to do?"
"Why should they get away with doing such murderous and plundering things so brazenly?"
Ling Ruonan stared blankly at Luo Ziling, visibly startled. Ultimately, she didn't try to dissuade him, only giving a soft reminder: "Whatever you do, you must act with extreme caution. And before deciding on anything, you have to prepare for the worst possible outcome."
