Kindle Notes & Highlights
“I may be from the North, but I’m just a humble teahouse owner, nothing more.” Feng groans. “Leaf water? Disgusting.”
Haha
Always do the right thing, Sai, she would say. Besides, it’s good karma. You don’t want to come back as a dung beetle, now, do you?
Even the purest of love is not immune to poison. It can twist and mutate into something monstrous with enough obsession and control. Human hearts are far more susceptible to rot. And when love gives way to possession—it is no longer love at all.
