Everyone was pessimistic about Lin Yifan, believing Lin Yifan was doomed.
After the storm had passed, Xiaofang wanted to reply but Lin Yifan preempted her.
"It was me!"
One person's actions, one person's responsibility. He didn't want to implicate others, especially the people he loved the most.
Xiaofang didn't understand why Lin Yifan would step forward at this critical moment. Didn't he know this could bring disaster upon himself?
But after giving it some thought, she came to understand. Lin Yifan did this, probably because he didn't want to involve them.
Yet, they were all in the same boat; how could they abandon him?
So, she gripped Lin Yifan's hand tighter, letting Lin Yifan feel the most sincere sense of security.
Lin Yifan felt this strength. With this power, he wasn't afraid of anything or anyone he faced.
"Fine! Since you, you bastard, have admitted it, then today I shall send you on your way."
