["Senior Peerless."]
["How much longer can we hold?"]
[The Peerless War King fell silent for a moment.]
["One incense stick.]
[Perhaps less."]
[You nodded.]
[One incense stick.]
[Enough.]
[Enough for you to finish the last thing you had to do.]
[You turned and walked toward Situ Hao Yue.]
[He was bandaging the wound of a soldier with a broken leg. Seeing you come over, he lifted his head and smiled.]
[That smile was very bitter, like a cup of tea gone cold.]
["Su Ming." "Where's Xiao Yue?"]
["At the Alchemy Hall," you said.]
["Help me take care of her." His voice was very calm, so calm it was as if he were saying the weather was nice today.]
["I may not be able to go back."]
[You looked at him, at those eyes exactly like Situ Xiao Yue's.]
[You wanted to say something, but your lips moved, and nothing came out.]
[You only reached out and took his hand.]
[His hand was cold, but very steady.]
["I will," you said.]
[He smiled, nodded, then let go of your hand and walked toward the City Wall on his crutch.]
[You walked toward Su Qingyuan.]
[She was rummaging for medicinal ingredients in the ruins of the Alchemy Hall, her hands covered in dirt and blood scabs.]
[Her hair had come loose, and her face was covered in ash, but her eyes were very bright.]
[When she saw you come over, she put down the medicinal ingredients in her hands, stood up, and patted the ash from her skirt.]
["Su Ming," she said, "I don't have enough pills.]
[Only the last few bottles are left."]
["That's enough," you said.]
[She looked at you for a long, long time.]
[Then she reached out and picked a loose thread from your collar.]
[The movement was