When Yan Wan traveled through time for the first time, he developed a secret love for a young cultivator from the academy, and died in battle to help him.
After going back in time for the second time, I found that the monk back then had already become the head of the famous Yusan family of Dharma cultivators, and had two matching heads and companions.
The glorious head of the Yusan Family (Shen Jing): Do you know how big of a mess you left behind by your private formation?
Yan Wan (tears): But I just want you to advance smoothly.
The extremely talented Taoist monk (smiling): His cultivation level is no worse than mine. He even surpassed me in the later stages. You don't need to help him at all.
Yan Wan: ... Sorry, brother and sister, I was wrong.
*Group portrait text
*The heroine has gone through extreme pain (be careful to dodge)
*A somewhat bitter story about taking responsibility for mending the sky.
Purpose: People should take responsibility and assume responsibility