"It is better to forget each other in the world than to help each other."
The eldest brother lay half-lying under the peach tree, muttering.
He raised his glass in a daze, toasted to the noisy distance, and drank it down in one gulp.
The wine glass collided with the stone table with a sharp sound, and the eldest brother laughed happily.
Their mission was finally accomplished, he thought. The grievances and hatreds can be ended here, giving this humble little sect in the world an unsatisfactory but satisfactory ending.
The secret that implies the crisis will disappear as they leave, leaving the innocent and ignorant little junior sister a boring and peaceful world.
This is the best ending.