"What's the use of speaking? To tell him that his Uncle Gu Yan has always been scheming to have him killed? That his Uncle Gu Yan would even kill those around him just to protect more people by his side?
What's the point of mentioning all this?
The path of cultivation is always filled with helplessness; sometimes, one must weigh options and decide what to forsake.
For the sake of your daughter, you could give up on Zhou Yan. For the sake of my lineage at Tianji Mountain, for 'her,' I could also give up Zhou Yan."
"Death is inevitable for everyone. Death, to those who live in suffering, can actually be a bliss. Sometimes, I wish to die, but I can only continue to live in agony."
The man in colorful clothes gave a sorrowful smile. In that moment, his gaze displayed an incredible complexity, as if it harbored endless pain.
Zhou Han felt a chill in his heart and an inexplicable sense of sorrow.
Soon, he also came to accept it.