Mianmian considered her great-nephew's consolation with lowered eyelashes, realizing that it indeed seemed to be the case.
"This was Ayu's own choice," he said he no longer wanted to hurt others.
Mianmian lay in Su Chenjin's arms, turning her head to look at Yong Hui in the great hall. If Yong Hui hadn't gone to that couple's house and had grown up properly in Fahua Temple, he and Ayu would definitely have become the best of friends, studying Buddha's Dharma, instead of ending up like this.
However, what would happen to those absorbed wishes?
While Mianmian was pondering this, she saw many golden lotuses wafting out from the statues within the main hall. These lotuses also contained some souls that scattered in all directions, disappearing into the dark night.
Mianmian found this strange and muttered to herself, "That's not right, souls that have been consumed should not be able to return."
Once consumed, there was no possibility of resurrection.
