I once thought that what I picked up was a piece of cause and effect.
The master's sect was destroyed, and the master gave a final warning, telling me to escape from the world and not be stained by dust.
But I couldn't turn a blind eye to the young man in the ruined temple who was covered in wounds and had eyes like a wolf cub.
Save him, teach him, raise him... I thought it was compassion, responsibility, and an inexplicable emotion.
I gave him all my money, and he used his sword as a shield to protect me on both sides.
I gave him an inch of peace, and he gave me the entire world of silence and determination.
However, I always have to resolve the biggest cause and effect in my life.
I used the clumsiest lie to personally break the tranquility between us and push him back to the world where he thought he was safe.
Many years later, he asked me with red eyes under the moon:
"You saved me, taught me, said I was family... Are you lying to me every word?"
"Do you really have no affection for me? Do you... Really regret meeting me?"
"I have no regrets in this life."
Purpose: Don't pick up children casually!