When mentioning Qing Long, Bai Wei’s face darkened. After a long silence, she said, “The events at Jun Mountain then. By that time, I felt like I was being used… yet I didn’t know how exactly. Until Su Feng Hua revealed that I was your sister… then I understood, that was the true revenge. They wanted me to genuinely admire you, and if you truly liked me, discovering we were siblings would be the ultimate pain, wouldn’t it?”
“Indeed, you withdrew from the martial world because of this.” She paused, then continued, “At Jun Mountain, I didn’t want to reveal everything because I still wanted to live… I wanted to know who was pulling the strings, and I wanted to avenge Qing Long—” She turned to smile at Su Feng Hua, saying lightly, “I know it’s not you. At most, you are just a tool for someone else.”
Su Feng Hua shook his folding fan but remained non-committal.
“And today? Why are you willing to speak out now?” Jun Ye’an’s gaze was gentle, like the setting sun reflecting on the lake, asking with a smile.
“Today? Today, it seems both you and I will die here. Whether we are siblings or not, does it matter anymore?” She took out a silver chain from around her neck, on which hung an exquisitely delicate silver lock. She smiled faintly, “On that day at Mount Song, you tied it on me, and later I took it off, but I’ve always kept it close.” Jun Ye’an reached out, his fingertips gently caressing the silver lock still warm from her body heat, and sighed softly, “Silly child.”
“It’s a pity I can’t avenge Qinglong,” she said with a touch of regret, “I was… just one step behind.”
“Chuxia, did you agree to marry Yin Hai for my sake as well?” He was silent for a moment, then asked softly, “What did you promise him?”
Hearing him call her by that name again, she offered no resistance, only smiling gently, “Chuxia it is, Ye’an. Our acquaintance began with this name. I was just too naive.”
He slowly reached out to wipe away her tears, asking gently, “You haven’t told me yet, what did you promise him?”
