Every person has a secret, and every living soul has secrets, which all those who are not of the same species do not know. If no one told a person, they would never learn of them.
Su Ming had his secrets. Dijiu Mo Sha had his secrets. The Abyss Dragon had its secrets, and the bald crane, too, had its own secrets.
Right then, the mountain of stars turned into one of its many secrets.
When Su Ming walked off the mountain and they slowly left into the distant galaxy, the bald crane turned its head around to look at the mountain. It stared at the summit, and its tears seemed to have seeped through its wound-ridden heart to fall on some unknown place.
"Is it worth it..?" the bald crane whispered softly. This was something that rarely came out of its mouth. It did not add in any of its usual adjectives nor called itself 'Grandpa Crane'.
It left into the distance. The mountain of stars was left behind, and the memories… were left behind, too.