At the mouth of the alley, Bai Zhi hesitated for a long while.
Some things were difficult to explain... such as the butterfly effect of history.
Before this, in order to prevent his own actions from causing disturbances in history, he had always been extremely careful to regulate his behavior.
And because of that, anyone who had come into direct contact with him had personally experienced an intimate encounter with the Wooden Fish.
Generally speaking, unless it involved that Time Worm, he would not take the initiative to interfere in other incidents, restraining himself as much as possible.
But now, he could no longer hold himself back.
Wan Ci had specifically told him about her own past before, but back then, her descriptions had been understated and glossed over, nowhere near as shocking as what he was seeing now.
She had no family, no friends. Everywhere she looked was darkness. There was not a trace of kindness around her, only boundless malice.
Amid that endless, tide-like malice, her mind had inevitably fallen into darkness.
—Even though the Kunlun Mirror's Revelation had ended, Bai Zhi could still recall that deeply shocking scene.
The scar-covered girl hugged her knees and curled up in the corner against the wall, her numb eyes staring straight at the setting sun without moving, like a doll.
Earlier, she had just suffered a vicious beating from the man she called her father. The man, drunk and exhausted from hitting her, was now snoring away inside the house, while she huddled alone in the corner, silently licking her wounds.
At the most radiant moment of the sunset's afterglow, a little bird out searching for food landed in front of her. After tilting its head and watching the motionless girl for quite a while, it suddenly flew up and