The meeting of our eyes—this gaze from Jiang Nan—was a look meant only for me!
Zhang San's nose stung, and before he could stop himself, he burst into tears!
Everyone had forgotten him. The world had forgotten him. No one knew he existed!
But Brother Nan still remembered. He hadn't forgotten!
All those years of struggling on in the darkness hadn't been for nothing. Someone had seen him. Someone remembered!
Someone had kept him in their heart!
At that moment, nothing else mattered. Those words—"Third Brother, thanks for all your hard work..." —were the greatest reward for Zhang San's long vigil, for a war no one knew about, for all the passion he'd poured into fighting alone!
Not a single Karma Thread extended from Zhang San, and he had no idea how Jiang Nan could see him!
But Jiang Nan didn't just see him. He could touch him, too!
That long-lost sensation made Zhang San feel that he truly existed, that he was truly alive!
Even though the world had forgotten me, it had still left a window open for Zhang San!
And Jiang Nan was the one who had opened it!
Zhang San wept, clinging to Jiang Nan and sobbing uncontrollably. The loneliness of being forgotten, the hurt of being misunderstood, the hardships he'd endured in his darkest moments—all of it erupted at once!
There was still someone in this world who remembered him!
Someone!
The moment Jiang Nan returned, Yang Jian, Wang Youzhi, and the others' eyes blazed with sharp light!
That Nan Ren was back!
That head of silver hair, those golden eyes, that ethereal, otherworldly air—he was outrageously cool!
Xun Ancestor:!!!
"Fuck! Die!"
So he was back? So what if he was? Then I'll kill you too!
With Zhang San's hidden presence no longer blocking it,