[ It's a long shot. It has always been a long shot, and Wen Kexing knows better than anyone that misplaced trust can kill. Quite literally, as he saw firsthand. But on the flip side, living in paranoia and anger forever won't save anyone either. He can't help Zhou Zishu alone, and that is something he has slowly come to accept.
The world doesn't have to accept him. It just has to provide him with a chance.
He isn't facing Zhou Zishu when he hears that question. He's facing Stephen, so the sorcerer is the one that gets a good view of Wen Kexing's harsh, demanding mask cracking: his eyes widen with the desperation of someone that has clung to nothing for many years, trying over and over for an outcome that was always going to be hopeless and still refusing to give in. He clenches his fists at his sides, waiting for the response. Because that answer is essential, but he's willing to try. And maybe they can give Zhou Zishu back his life. ]
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The world doesn't have to accept him. It just has to provide him with a chance.
He isn't facing Zhou Zishu when he hears that question. He's facing Stephen, so the sorcerer is the one that gets a good view of Wen Kexing's harsh, demanding mask cracking: his eyes widen with the desperation of someone that has clung to nothing for many years, trying over and over for an outcome that was always going to be hopeless and still refusing to give in. He clenches his fists at his sides, waiting for the response. Because that answer is essential, but he's willing to try. And maybe they can give Zhou Zishu back his life. ]