After speaking,
he pushed the door open and left. The ghostly voice of Li Zhaoyuan came from behind:
"You too, take care on your journey back to the Imperial Capital."
...
...
All fell silent,
Even when alone, Li Zhaoyuan's posture remained meticulous.
He sat quietly, his calm gaze fixed on the white fox fur left on the desk.
[Li Zhaoyuan, I... owe you a favor.]
[What? Then why did you save me?]
[Is this your pity, which has nothing to do with me?]
[Your sanctimonious appearance is really annoying.]
[....]
[....]
[Your injury was caused by the greed of our human race.]
[My injury has healed, and I'm leaving. Don't you have anything to say?]
[You're as obnoxious as ever. When I return to Ancient Abyss, I will transform.]
[Vain man, it's not because of you, I'm out for revenge.]
[....]
[....]
[If I die on this trip, would you be sad?]
There was no sigh, no complex gaze, only a calmness like a serene lake or a quiet pool.
