The echoes and sounds of a big argument from earlier on still lingered in Ji Yao's mind as he rubbed his throbbing temples. He was sitting on a cushion with his back straight as he stared blankly into space.
His eyes were lowered staring at the place on the map that could be described as a graveyard. As he sat there he was going through plenty of emotions. For the first time in his life, he had questioned his decision.
He had always been resolute before he does something and would never waiver in his decision but this keystone had him asking himself if this was worth it.
From underneath his table, he grabbed a wooden box decorated with flower patterns with a complicated gaze. With his pale fingers, he gently caressed the top of the box filled with tender affection.
