Su Fan had been deep in thought for most of the long night.
Reason and desire had tugged at his heart again and again, and he had never been able to make a decision.
He instinctively picked up the teacup before him and took a light sip, only to realize that the Spirit Tea had long since gone completely cold.
The chill spread across his tongue in an instant, and bitterness surged forth like a tidal wave, sliding all the way down his throat—just like the tangled feelings in his heart at that moment.
Just then, Li Chongxiu, who had been sitting quietly beside him and dozing off, suddenly opened her eyes.
Though she was still bleary with sleep, her hands and feet moved swiftly as she brewed another pot of Spirit Tea for Su Fan.
Ever since she had rightfully become Su Fan's maid, she had remained by her master's side no matter where they were.
Only after her master had fallen asleep safely would she feel at ease resting herself.
Su Fan slowly accepted the teacup she handed him and once again raised it for a slow sip.
"Master, is something troubling you..."
Looking at Su Fan's tightly furrowed brows, Li Chongxiu finally could not help asking softly.
Su Fan was slightly taken aback. He gave a wry smile and nodded lightly, then reached out and slowly pulled Li Chongxiu beside him into his arms.
"If you encountered an opportunity that would help you tremendously but was extremely dangerous, how would you choose..."
Hearing her master's words, Li Chongxiu burrowed her head deeper into his arms, just like a kitten seeking warmth and shelter.
"Ever since my mother passed away, the Lineage stopped providing me with cultivation resources. I've cultivated all the way to this day on my