Qi Siyin felt a pang in her heart, instantly followed by a surge of warmth. A tempest of emotions rushed over her, and her eyes welled with tears. Unable to hold it in a moment longer, she threw her arms around Zha Muxi and broke down in bitter sobs. Her crying was heart-wrenching, sharp and hoarse, as if she were enduring some unimaginable agony.
She had watched with her own eyes as her biological parents died right before her, yet she could do nothing to save them. Her younger brother had also been badly burned by the raging fire simply for trying to protect her. She had constantly asked herself why the one who survived had to be her—the weakest of them all in martial arts. Because of this, she had slowly grown somewhat reckless, continually putting herself in dangerous situations. At the very least, if she died this way, she would finally be able to protect someone else.
These repressed emotions had steadily piled up in her heart, accumulating without her even realizing it. Only now, after weeping it all out, did she feel a profound sense of release across her entire body.
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