"Some pretended to be good and wanted to use others for their gain. I ruined their plans, and then countless people blamed me for it. I couldn't explain it to them, and I couldn't bear to see them die, so I killed those who wanted to harm them. But they say I'm the demon..."
The more Chu Chuan spoke, the more agitated he became. He was affected by the sword. His words were sometimes incoherent.
But Jiang Hao listened intently. He let himself feel the weight of Chu Chuan's grievances and sorrows.
After a long while, Chu Chuan lowered his head and said, "I've encountered so many things that I've forgotten what I originally set out to do. I've lost my way. What should I do?"
