Jiangli responded with a hum, walking forward with Xiu Bangyan while asking, "How many people are left in your family?"
Xiu Bangyan heard the words, followed beside Jiangli, his tone slowed down, and he spoke slowly.
When the accident happened, his child was only five years old, his father had been dead for a year, and his mother’s health wasn’t very good.
All these years, while being a ghost, Xiu Bangyan feared the most that all the burdens at home would fall on his wife’s shoulders.
Every time he wanted to go back home to take a look, he couldn’t leave Jade Mountain, let alone return home.
Besides, with his previous appearance, he didn’t dare to go back home.
"Master, do you think I’m especially useless?" Xiu Bangyan wiped his face, smiling bitterly, "I originally thought I was upholding justice, but what did I end up doing?"
Jiangli didn’t show much emotion, glanced at Xiu Bangyan, and asked, "What do you want me to say?"
Xiu Bangyan was taken aback, "What?"
Jiangli: "Do you want me to follow your words and say that everything you adhered to was meaningless and that you have let your family down?"
Xiu Bangyan hadn’t reacted yet.
Jiangli continued, "You don’t actually want to hear that. You haven’t regretted it at all, so why bother asking me."
Xiu Bangyan clenched his hands.
"Indeed, you acted recklessly, without considering the consequences, and let your family down. But your persistence saved many people. If it weren’t for you, Minsheng Medicine would only harm more people. Those people are also someone’s parents, children, husbands, and wives. So besides you, no one else can judge whether you were right or wrong. You don’t need to ask others for their opinions. Someone once told me, whatever has been done, regret is pointless. It’s better to always look forward, as long as you have a clear conscience."
Jiangli walked forward step by step, in the darkness, there was always a light, illuminating the area.
Xiu Bangyan listened to Jiangli’s words and gradually became entranced.
The two passed by a shop, where the television news inside was repeatedly broadcasting the events related to Minsheng Medicine.
Xiu Bangyan turned his head and saw the scenes in the drama on TV — some people crying heart-rendingly, cursing Minsheng Medicine for ruining their families.
Xiu Bangyan paused for a few seconds, turned his head back towards Jiangli, his eyes darkened, the haze in his heart fully dissipated, and he felt enlightened.
Jiangli led Xiu Bangyan, following his memory, they quickly arrived at Xiu Bangyan’s home.
It was an old residential area with some years behind it, the lights inside the building were not very bright.
Fortunately, the light in Jiangli’s hand helped them see the road in front of them clearly.
Jiangli glanced at the tightly closed door in front of them and asked, "Is this the place?"
Xiu Bangyan looked nervous, standing at the door, realizing what it meant to feel homesick.
Staring at the door, after a while, he nodded, "It’s here... but I don’t know if they still live here..."
After all, it had been three years since his death.
He watched helplessly as Minsheng Medicine’s drugs went from research to completely disguised replacement and hitting the market to harm people.
Every step, he saw it all.
But he didn’t know how his family had coped in these three years.
"You won’t know unless you ask."
Jiangli said, stepping forward, raising her hand to knock on the door, her palm suddenly paused.
The next second, a gentle female voice came from behind her and Xiu Bangyan.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
Jiangli turned her head and saw a middle-aged woman, holding an eight or nine-year-old child, looking somewhat tired. In her other hand, she was carrying some packed food, seemingly just returning from outside.
She should be Xiu Bangyan’s wife, Lin Huijun.