Recovered?
A glimmer of hope appeared in Tang Hao's eyes.
If it were possible, why would he want to remain a cripple? If he were whole, he would certainly be able to give Ah Yin a better life!
But—
Thinking of how Ah Yin had now begun studying and working, and wanted to make up for Tang San... Though their current life lacked the exhilaration of roaming the Soul Master World and settling grudges as they had before, it was warm.
On one hand, there was the sect's debt of cultivation and his admiration for his great-grandfather... Though he had returned the sect's Soul Bone, Tang Hao did not believe that was enough to repay everything the sect had given him.
On the other hand, he could not let go of his current life.
In the end.
Tang Hao still refused.
Ah Yin's resurrection depended on Tang San, and he had also learned that Ah Yin had become completely linked to Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul. As long as Tang San did not die, Ah Yin would not die either.
The sect...
Ah Yin...
Tang Hao closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he sighed. It was as though he had aged ten years, and the sharp gleam in his eyes was gone. "Yuehua, when you return, tell Grandpa for me, 'I'm sorry.' This unfilial descendant, Tang Hao, is already dead."
Perhaps reality had forced his hand.
Perhaps it was his genuine feelings.
But without a doubt, though Tang Hao had lost that pride which looked down upon the world, after leaving the sect, free from emotions such as rage and resentment, he had made a true choice and decision for the first time.
He had now truly taken his first step toward independence! He had grown