A Hint Of Ren Yuan Complete Belief Regarding His Nonstop Observation.

As the last note of the music resounds out in a slow and gentle manner, Ren Yuan has finally stopped playing while displaying a complicated expression on his face.

And after a few more seconds of being silent, he has finally let out a soft breath, which seemed to carry upon various complicated emotions before his grey pupils have finally flickered toward the beautiful snow-white flue on his hands.

"... what am I thinking… why... do I have to use you…?"

Ren Yuan's eyes turned dreadfully empty as his hands shook from trying so hard in restraining his strength from breaking the beautiful instrument in his hands, only to let out a deep sigh when the sleeping young man in the bed has let out a soft sound causing his powerful grip to slacken off.

"... so mysterious… when I'm reminded on how similar your color to Little Cheng… I couldn't bear to completely destroy you…"