"You are the son of the best swordsman in the world, so you can definitely become the best swordsman in the world!"
Regardless of the logical errors in this sentence, An just knelt on one knee in front of his mother's chest, smiling elegantly, as if it was just a small thing like picking up a flower, "Yes, mother, I will be the next best swordsman in the world."
"You have to kill him and prove to him that abandoning us is the biggest mistake of his life! Make him regret! Make him angry! Make him suffer! Let him taste all the despair in the world and finally die tragically and alone."
"If this is indeed your wish, then everything will go as you wish, even if it is my father. But who made me come out of your belly? I am bone of your bones, flesh of your flesh, and your wish is the direction. I swear to you that everything will go as you wish, and I will bet my entire future on this. Mother, please rest in peace!"