Chapter 188

The morning light slowly rose from the east, and a gentle ray of sunlight filtered through the branches, falling upon Siniang's face, which resembled a blooming flower. A blooming flower that had now completely withered and perished. I lowered my head to look at the token clutched tightly in my hand—a token she had stolen so she could leave the city. If I had only let her leave the city back then... If I had not brought her back to the inn where I was staying... If I had set aside my arrogance and accepted her... Perhaps she would not have died. I slowly stood up, my fists clenched so tight that I could clearly feel my reason slipping away piece by piece. I picked up the long sword from the ground once more. The tears in my eyes had long since dried as I looked at Yun Ming, who was still sitting high on his magnificent steed in the distance, looking down with supreme arrogance and contempt for all life.