Chapter 81: The Meaning of Revenge

Struck by this straight-on blow with no power to counter, and with such a devastating impact on the face, how could this naive Bai Chi of Yang Yi's possibly resist? In almost an instant, she was shattered into pieces. Forget about her wanting to understand herself; even if he asked for her heart, Yang Yi would want to carve it out with her own hands, pack it in a gift box with a ribbon, and fly over personally to deliver it to him.

"It's just... you know, my childhood wasn't great. They... those so-called family members came looking for me, wanting repayment..." Yang Yi spoke incoherently, a bit distracted, still immersed in his earlier sweet words, "I want to understand everything about you."

She felt she couldn't resist his charm. He was a seasoned veteran, a general who never lost, while she was a novice being dragged onto the battlefield for the first time. Although at the very beginning, her own side had driven him back with a falling heavenly meteor, once the two forces engaged in close combat, she could only be confusedly beaten back step by step by this general.

"And then?" Chris sat up straight, his expression turning serious.

"And then I drove them away," Yang Yi said.

"Darling, tell me, did they ever abuse you—whether mentally or physically?" Chris asked with extreme seriousness.

Yang Yi was stunned by his demeanor; her mind, which had just been wandering outside, distracted, immediately returned.

"... Yes." Yang Yi paused, then answered.

"And you just let them go?" Chris asked incredulously. "Good heavens, you should make them pay! This is an utterly despicable crime! They should be thrown in prison! You should take revenge!"

Yang Yi fell silent for a moment, shrugged, and put on an indifferent expression. "Of course I could, but revenge has no meaning. Isn't all that in the past? Besides, what has happened cannot be changed, and what hasn't happened will never happen again. So, what their ultimate fate is doesn't matter to me anymore..."

Chris's blue eyes stared at her motionlessly. What kind of gaze was that? It carried a strange heaviness and pity, as if looking at a small animal that had fallen into a trap but refused rescue. "No, darling. Although revenge cannot change the past, it can change the present. Its greatest function is release, and that is almost the most important..."

He licked his lips and continued, "Sometimes revenge is a ritual, like a funeral ceremony. Its purpose is not only to tell others, but also to tell oneself psychologically that the matter is over."

"The process of revenge is like personally arranging a funeral, allowing oneself to fully immerse, releasing all the pent-up depression at the funeral. Only after releasing it can one better let go of the past and welcome tomorrow. If, like you, you feel revenge has no meaning, even if they will never cause you any harm again, psychologically you still cannot break free from the shadow of the past, because without this ritualistic process..."

Yang Yi opened her mouth, looking at him as if seeing him for the first time.

Her heart beat extremely fast. This was a feeling different from before. It wasn't for his face, not for his eyes, but for him—Chris Norton himself. At this moment, she clearly realized the difference this time.

"And you are unhappy; I can feel it." Chris looked at her seriously, his blue eyes deeper than the sea and clearer than the sky. "This is the most important thing..."

Damn it, I really want to fly over, hug him, kiss him, and roll around with him with the sky as our blanket and the earth as our bed, losing all sense of heaven and earth, forgetting what year or season it is...

A bunch of garbled code appeared in Yang Yi's brain; she could barely think anymore.

When she came to her senses, she found Chris getting up in a hurry, walking quickly into the mansion, and heading upstairs.

"What's wrong? Is there an emergency?" Yang Yi asked quickly.

"I need to shower and change clothes, then depart for Xia Country! Now! Immediately! Right away!" Chris said, frowning. "Damn it, private planes still require advance declaration; there's simply no time. Darling, wait a moment, I'll call my assistant to book plane tickets!"

With that, he hung up the phone.

Yang Yi stared at the hung-up phone, momentarily bewildered.

He's coming to Xia Country? What is he coming for?

But at the same time, the answer slowly rose from her heart, like bubbles bubbling up from the bottom of the water: What else could it be? Of course, for you! To see you! To comfort you! He thinks you need comfort right now...

She hurriedly dialed the number again, but it showed the other party was already on a call.

Ignoring everything, she dialed again.

After a while, the other party answered. Yang Yi quickly said, "Really, no need. I am very fine right now. I think your suggestion is excellent; I will do that in the future! So, you don't need to come over in such a hurry..."

"I want to see you! See you right now, immediately! Thinking that I wasn't by your side when all this happened..." Chris was in the bathroom; it looked like he was going to take a combat shower. While quickly taking off his sleeveless T-shirt, he said, "Don't you want to see me? Why stop me from coming over?"

Yang Yi was speechless for a moment. At this moment, his upper body was bare; those bulging pectoral muscles and sculpted eight-pack abs, those broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a most impactful masterpiece, forcibly crashed into her eyes without a word.

She wanted to look away, yet didn't want to look away.

"I need to take a shower, so I have to hang up for now..." Chris said urgently. Suddenly, he saw Yang Yi's dazed gaze, then looked down at his own abs, raised an eyebrow, and said with a wicked smile, "Of course, if you want to watch, you don't have to hang up..."

Yang Yi hung up in a panic.

Then she covered her face with both hands, making an expression like the one in the famous painting "The Scream."

'Bai Chi! Fool! Don't act like a lovesick idiot, will you? It's almost disgusting!' It started being irritable again. 'Seeing you like this makes me angry! He is just an ordinary human! A tiny creature like an ant! No matter how hard he trains, he isn't as strong as a single finger of the Fire Demon! The insignificant brain-eating worm you killed could easily kill him a million times! And that disgusting slime of the Reproduction Clan could easily kill him ten million times! One hundred million times! One hundred billion times...'

"How can that be the same..." Yang Yi rubbed her face to cool down her burning cheeks. "How can they compare to him? What right do these aliens have to compare to him... Besides, this is the first time I've seen this..." As she spoke, her face flushed red again.

'He has no meaning at all! His existence has no meaning! His power is so insignificant it has no meaning! All his life force isn't even enough to fill the gap between your teeth...'

"His very existence is the greatest meaning to me!" Yang Yi blurted out.

After saying this, she herself was stunned.

After a while, she flew out the window, shooting straight up into the sky, reaching an altitude of 20,000 meters.

Usually, the air defense radars commonly used by various countries detect up to 15,000 meters; of course, special high-end air defense radars are not included in this.

The typical cruising altitude for passenger planes is around 10,000 meters; at this height, there is no need to worry about being seen or photographed by passengers on the plane.

Yes, she was going to fly to Aka Country to find him.