Han Wuji narrowed his eyes. "What choice?"
"Either come back with me to face trial, or disappear from the martial world forever."
"Senior Brother!" Murong Xue cried out. "That goes against the sect rules!"
"Special circumstances call for special measures," Lin Qingyun said coolly. "Besides, in his current state, even if he survives, he'll be a cripple. He no longer poses a threat to the martial world."
Han Wuji fell silent for a long time.
"I choose a third path." He struggled to sit up.
"A third path?"
"I'm going to find someone." A look of resolve flashed in Han Wuji's eyes. "Someone who can heal my internal injuries."
"Are you crazy?" Mo Li frowned. "You're in this state, and you're still thinking about returning to the martial world?"
"It's not about returning." Han Wuji shook his head. "It's about atoning."
He looked at Murong Xue. "Xue'er, I owe you too much. I may never be able to repay you in this lifetime. But I'll spend the rest of my life trying."
Murong Xue's heart trembled.
"Where are you going?"
"The Western Regions," Han Wuji said slowly. "I heard there's a Divine Doctor there who specializes in internal injuries. If I can find him..."
"That's just a legend!" Lin Qingyun cut in. "The Western Regions are a long way off. In your condition, you won't even make it there."
"Then I'll die on the road." Han Wuji's voice was calm, as if he were speaking of something insignificant.
"At least... that's better than barely clinging to life."
His words left everyone silent.
Murong Xue suddenly spoke. "I'm going with you."
"What?!"
Everyone was stunned.
"Junior Sister, are you crazy?" Mo Li said urgently. "He's a criminal! What would it mean for you to go with him?"
"It doesn't matter what