Lu Xiao had followed his master for eighteen years, excelling in both medicine and martial arts. After five years of military service, he returned to the city to search for his origins. Faced with flashes of knives and shadows of swords, he was decisive in killing, dominating everyone. When it came to the matters of the heart, he said, "Still… the Young Miss is the best."
Situ Changkong stood rooted to the spot, the "Inner Strength" that had already burst forth gradually receding.
Watching as Situ Yan fell to the ground and slowly ceased breathing, Situ Changkong's entire spirit suddenly withered.
"Retribution, retribution..." Situ Changkong shook his head.
With how things had developed to this point, he felt no resentment or bitterness in his heart.
Years ago, they had forced Lu Zheng and Situ Xin to their deaths; now, Lu Xiao had come for revenge, which was entirely justified.
The only blame could be placed on their failure to eradicate the problem completely from the start.
"Members of the Situ Family," Situ Changkong turned and looked towards the people of the Situ Family.
"After today, descend the mountain, find a secluded peak, and continue to cultivate."
"Do not dwell on the matter between me and Situ Yan. To kill a person is to repay a life."