Around them, the originally falling peach blossoms had come to a standstill.

Its figure also hunched down along with it.

An apology itself holds no real meaning.

Its sole purpose is to put an end to something when one party is tired, worn out, or fatigued.

Wei Zhengdao was not wrong in teaching the Black Skin Book.

Since it wanted to learn, he taught it.

But this is just the high-sounding rhetoric.

In Li Zhiyuan's perspective on Wei Zhengdao, he could roughly deduce that back then, Wei Zhengdao did not truly care about these companions around him.

At that time, Wei Zhengdao probably truly didn't know about the side effects of the Secret Technique from the Black Skin Book, but with his intelligence, did he really not spare any thought on this matter?

He probably was too lazy to do so, feeling it wasn't necessary.

Or perhaps, in the short term, using this Secret Technique allowing one of his companions to gain explosive power might be beneficial to his team.

The source of its anger under the peach tree, could it really be because it had borne the side effects of the Secret Technique?

What truly tormented and plagued it was precisely that in the long and painful journey of self-repression, it reflected repeatedly on that past time, gradually drawing a conclusion:

He didn't truly consider it a friend.

It was more angered by the fact that even after so many years, even after such experiences, deep down, it still couldn't let him go.

In its state of being neither ghost nor human, it still wished for him to die neatly and honorably.

Li Zhiyuan could understand this state of it, if he hadn't first met Alii, then when facing Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng, his manner of treating them might have been similar to Wei Zhengdao's way back then.

It was like the past Tan Wenbin or Run Sheng.

If Wei Zhengdao had told it directly back then, that it needed to practice this to benefit the team, and that the Secret Technique might cause significant side effects.

It would probably have agreed, and even if it fell into the same predicament, it would at least not harbor grievances within.

But in contrast, at that time Wei Zhengdao wouldn't say such words.

Because he resented this behavior, just as Li Zhiyuan now, each time he deliberately tries to exhibit "human sentiment", he feels great pain.

He and Wei Zhengdao, are the type of people who inherently reject such emotional behavior.

The halted peach blossoms continued to fall.

It waved its hand, its interest waning.

Li Zhiyuan knew his purpose was achieved, the conversation about Wei Zhengdao ended at this moment.

Or, after both parties got the answers they sought, the truth itself became less important.

It turned around, walking step by step toward the depths of the peach blossoms.

Li Zhiyuan: "I'll keep an eye on it, if I find any place where he hasn't died completely clean, I'll help tidy it up."

It nodded.

Li Zhiyuan: "That child, do you want to give it a name? I know you don't really care about these things anymore, but sometimes, leaving a few memories can help pass the waiting time until death."

"Yu."

Yu?

Xiong Yu?

Li Zhiyuan felt sorry for that child, such a clever child, yet given such a name.

However, whether the child would like the name when he grows up is unknown, but he knows Xiong Shan and his wife would certainly be overjoyed by this name.

These Jianghu vagabonds had suffered enough from having no gate, their own abilities and personalities not supporting them to break through this barrier, thus pouring all regrets into seeking protection for their son.

Willingness to leave a name is a kind of recognition.

Taking a step back, if the child grows up, encounters any trouble outside, and runs back to Nantong, kneels before the Peach Forest, no matter who pursues him, as long as it hasn't been eradicated, it surely wouldn't stand by.

Li Zhiyuan: "Then the nickname will be Beng Beng?"

It said nothing, continued walking into the depths of the Peach Forest, its figure mostly disappeared, but one could still vaguely see it made a waving gesture.

It was indifferent, unconcerned, letting it be, but it could also be understood as a tacit agreement: just let it be.

Li Zhiyuan: Truly a pretentious person.

Such a person, he wouldn't let into his team, for he couldn't stand its antics.

He was already a person without emotions, yet needed to spare thoughts to care for its sentimental moods?

In this regard, the fact that Wei Zhengdao could accept it beside him back then, might have already involved some internal compromise.

Most regrets stem from immaturity back then.

If Wei Zhengdao had drawn a portrayal of his team back then, if he could luckily obtain it in the future, he would probably find much melancholy in viewing that painting.

It disappeared.

Li Zhiyuan closed his eyes, then opened them, ending the Walking Yin.

Xiong Shan and his wife knelt behind the altar table, they were trembling.

As ahead, all the peach blossoms on the Peach Forest had fallen, leaving only bare branches.

Was it a heartlessness, a letting go?

Besides Li Zhiyuan who could guess in this direction, outsiders simply wouldn't consider such a factor, only think that person was angry.

The emotional turmoil revealed earlier made Xiong Shan and his wife feel that the other party wanted to erase them with just a thought.

Their second surrender at lighting the lamp showed they already lacked the courage to face extreme danger with heads held high.

This is also why Li Zhiyuan wouldn't let them join his Zou Jiang anymore, they are not afraid of death, even willing to die, but in that death itself, it actually contains cowardice and evasion.

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