Such childish words made Tang Guo laugh. Sometimes, a villain is simply someone standing on the opposite side.
The victor is called righteous, the loser is called a villain.
Just like history is written by the winners.
Depending on the standpoint and the narrative angle, whoever the pen chooses as the protagonist becomes the righteous one.
From the protagonist’s perspective, it’s impossible to fully understand a villain, who they are inside and out, or their good and bad sides.
The author wants to show the protagonist’s kind and just side, while also portraying the villain’s viciousness.
Aoli was just that kind of villain. She excluded Ning Luo in the tribe, mocked her, but she was a beastman with true warrior spirit. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have chosen to save Gaien in the end. In the moment she rushed to save him, her first thought was that Gaien couldn’t die. If Gaien died, there would be no warrior to protect their tribe.
To Ning Luo, she was only a villain.
Ah Guoguo was the same. The one she targeted was also Ning Luo. But she never intended to kill her or anything like that. It was just that in contrast to Ning Luo, her behavior made the tribe dislike her.
Ning Luo brought many changes to the tribe; food, clothing, shelter, and travel. Although she was physically weak, in the eyes of the tribe members, she was strong. Eventually, her status was nearly on par with the High Priest.
So it was no surprise that they would later propose offering Ah Guoguo in Ning Luo’s place.
From their perspective, it didn’t seem wrong, sacrificing one person to save the whole tribe, and to keep the most important Ning Luo alive.
But from Ah Guoguo’s standpoint, it was unacceptable. Anyone who hurt her was her enemy.
Tang Guo had accepted everything of Ah Guoguo’s. It was her own will to seek revenge.
Tang Guo could deeply understand how Ah Guoguo felt at the moment of her death. That kind of burning hatred and unresolved grief, the kind that torments a person the most.
Back when she was still naive, she had been the female supporting character in many worlds. Even though she knew that once she died, she would move on to the next world, the emotional discomfort and physical pain of dying each time left indelible scars on her heart.
Especially when those she had once treated sincerely turned around and, with some ridiculous excuse, betrayed her, abandoned her, and trampled her. Who could endure that again and again?
If she were just an ordinary person, going through two or three worlds would have already driven her insane, left her severely depressed.
But she hadn’t, because she had always believed that no matter how dark the place, there would always be a sliver of warm sunlight that would shine on her, warm her, and drive away the cold.
She wouldn’t fall. She wouldn’t self-destruct.
She would live on, no matter what lay ahead.
She was no longer lost, no longer naive. She had already found what she wanted to do.
From now on, she would do only what she truly wanted to do.
After going through so many worlds, she had learned countless skills to strengthen herself, collected treasures from all kinds of worlds, and could now live very well. She could protect herself completely and, even more, patiently search for that one ray of sunlight she longed for.
The system sensed that its host was truly at peace inside right now, as if all filth and darkness had been purified by something.
Aoli had still been fuming, but when she suddenly saw Tang Guo smiling in front of her, with eyes that seemed to carry light, warm, comforting light. It unexpectedly calmed the anger in her heart.
She subconsciously called out, “Ah Guoguo.”
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