Lu Yin and Jiu Wen looked at each other. Even after all these years, the shock in Jiu Wen's eyes had not faded whenever he recalled that scene.
"Mr. Lu, what is heartlessness? What is feeling? If the heartless are defeated, then the feeling-hearted can bury everything."
"How fortunate I am to have witnessed this scene. This is what the Wushang Dao truly is." Jiu Wen picked up his wine gourd and drained the last drop. He let go, and it fell, shattering on the ground.
"Star Under Red Clothes followed the Wushang Dao, yet only Hong Shuang was truly compassionate! I never saw Fortress Lord Hong Shuang's affection, but seeing this scene is enough to let me die without regrets."
Lu Yin gazed into the starry sky. The Wushang Dao...the Wushang Dao. Perhaps it was the most compassionate path of all.
The shock Red Lotus Tomb had brought left Lu Yin silent. He did not know what to say.
He only knew that he would never forget that scene.
After that, Lu Yin said nothing more. Jiu Wen could no longer help him. What Lu Yin might comprehend from Red Lotus Tomb was his own concern.
How many cultivators of the Wushang Dao would never see their own path clearly?
One glimpse of Red Lotus Tomb, and a myriad Wushang Dao!
Another three years passed. On this day, Red Hero emerged from the void and appeared behind Lu Yin. "You're waiting for me."
Lu Yin turned around. "Waiting for you?"
Red Hero looked at him coldly. "You don't need to pretend. We both know what's going on. I can tell you what you want to know."
"I'm only here to cultivate the Wushang Dao. I don't want to know anything, especially not from you. Your Wushang Dao is wrong,"