Indignation
Su Ziming carried the document pouch into the kitchen.
He turned on the gas, lit the flame, and held the letter over it, burning it away!
"Doctor, what I owe you, I'll repay in the next life. Being able to know you was my good fortune."
"You used your life to plan a way out for me, yet I treated your words as wind passing by my ears. I failed to take them seriously and brewed a catastrophe. Regret came too late."
"I have failed you. And you misjudged me—you helped a good-for-nothing, mud that could not be plastered onto a wall!"
As the letter burned away, Su Ziming picked up the flat box and slowly opened it.
Looking at the incomparably exquisite jade plate, he took it out and stared at it.
"Dragon Breath Jade Plate, huh!"
"The Dao gave birth to all things. Karma turned in cycles; everything had its source!"
"For ten years, I rose because of this thing, and I was ruined by this thing as well!"
"While searching for you, I met the woman I loved and had an adorable daughter. Yet when I found you, my daughter left me, and the woman I loved lost her mind."
"If you made me, why did you destroy me? And if you meant to destroy me, why did you let me see such boundless hope!"
"So from beginning to end, I was merely a puppet—a puppet meant to ward off calamity!"
"Heh heh... Hahahahaha!"
Su Ziming laughed wildly, tears sliding down his face amid that laughter.
Unwillingness, self-mockery, remorse, despair!
He decided to follow the doctor's instructions and ignite a war.
This jade plate would be the beginning.
He put away the jade plate, but as it slipped into the Storage Bag, an object fell out