"Little sister, find a chance to remind him!" Moyuan said. "He may not listen to what I say, but he'll listen to you somewhat. You need to tell him that some red lines can be stepped on, but others cannot. At the very least, he cannot be too hasty!"
Mo Wen stared blankly at her sister, as though she did not know her at all.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Mo Wen let out a soft breath. "Sister, have you noticed that your attitude toward him has changed? The old you would never have held any goodwill toward him."
Moyuan softly exhaled. "Perhaps it was because of this Great Cang Cataclysm. I heard with my own ears the discussions of Great Cang Capital City's tens of millions of people about him, and I saw with my own eyes the smiles on their faces after he created this miracle. The Sacred Path could stand for a thousand autumns, towering incomparably high, yet the truest reactions of ordinary people at the grassroots were the ultimate annotation of every Sacred Path."
Mo Wen gently nestled closer, leaning into her sister's arms. "Sister, when I took that step in Great Cang Capital City that day, I felt loneliness too. But from tonight onward, it is gone! Because on the road I chose, I can still see your figure. To me, that is the greatest surprise!"
Moyuan sighed soundlessly and wrapped her arms around her in return.
Yes, above the Sacred Path, each walked their own way. Sometimes, even blood relatives could have a Sacred Path Dispute. But from this day onward, they would not!
She had not pulled her little sister back from that road. Instead, she herself had changed her path and stepped onto her sister's road!
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