Seeing her completely dazed, I was silent for a moment and said: “We can no longer be as close as before. I’m not a saint who can completely forget the harm you caused me. But I’m also not decisive enough to completely abandon our past when we truly cared for each other. So from now on, we are neither close friends nor enemies. You walk your path, I’ll walk mine, and we’ll part ways.”
A Gong looked up and stared at me, speaking after a long while: “Actually, you didn’t reveal me to the Supreme God?”
I nodded: “No.”
A Gong said angrily: “I won’t be grateful to you!”
“What is gratitude? Can you eat it? No, it can’t fill your stomach or make you happy, so forget about these things. Palace Struggle Lord, go live your own life.” I paused and said.
She widened her eyes, a bleak smile: “Okay, Rebirth Lord.”
We quietly looked at each other, both understanding we had grown too far apart to ever get close again.
Does the longer time pass, the more things we lose?
With Zhen Nü, with A Gong, it was always like this.
I covered my heart, stood up and looked at him, forcing a smile: “Great hero, why did you run so far? I won’t really eat you. Come here, come here.”
Mu Chuan glared at me: “Do not test my patience.”
I chuckled, then coughed painfully, quickly taking several deep breaths.
After finally calming down, I saw him about to leave and called out: “Don’t go.”
He paused and said: “What? Do you really want to die?”
“Of course not,” I smiled. “The god said that perhaps by understanding why the vengeful spirits in the Corpse Bone River are so powerful, we can trace the source and resolve the vengeful energy on our bodies.”
He frowned, pondering for a moment: “Okay, I’ll look for historical records about the Corpse Bone River.”
“Mm,” I added another sentence, “I’ll wait for you, my king.”
Seeing him glare at me again, I immediately burst into laughter.
Thinking this, my head grew increasingly dizzy. The alcohol was indeed strong. I’ll never drink casually again. Otherwise, I might be sold without even knowing it.
