"What for?" Zhan Sheng asked, not understanding why Li Zhengyu was staring down at him.
"The reasons no longer matter. Everything is in the past," Li Zhengyu replied and walked straight ahead. Zhan Sheng sat in contemplative silence as Li Zhengyu's words echoed in his mind.
It seems Li Zhengyu had made a choice and it was to live. Zhan Sheng's mouth tugged into a smile, and he looked up at the moon, a calmness settling over him. At least he knew his Lei Bo was all right. Whether he settled in this world or the next.
Wei Jianhong appeared by his side and sat down, his aged staff leaning against his shoulder. The turtle came back, crawling into Wei Jianhong's lap and nuzzling in the folds of his robes.
"The mistakes of the past become the fate of the present... Ones obsession is their strongest demon."
"Is that what you wanted me to learn?" Zhan Sheng asked.
"Yes, it seems you were determined to repeat them."
