Tang Liu walked slowly toward the dormitory under the curious, astonished, and fanatical gazes of the students around him.
Perhaps it had begun when he told Tang Hao that he wanted to become his pride. Or perhaps even earlier, when he beheaded a Rakshasa in a single stroke. Or perhaps when he silently stroked the bracelet in that spirit fighting arena lounge. Maybe it had been when he bet all his Gold Soul Coins on himself.
In any case, after one of the moments mentioned above—or one that had not been mentioned.
In this world, aside from Tang Hao, Ah Yin, Tang San, and those who were important to them.
Everything else seemed far less important.
Perhaps, in the future, there might be one more person in those places: the lover whose existence he did not even know for certain.
But in any case, from a certain point onward, there was only one thing he wanted to do.
To make up for all the regrets of everyone important to him.
Then, perhaps he would take his lover back for a visit. Maybe he would be unable to resist settling down with his lover in that peaceful, stable place.
He might even be unable to resist bringing his parents there as well. Of course, that was only if they could adapt to that place and did not object.
If he still had a chance to go back.
The moment he resolved to actively interfere with this world, he became stronger.
Both in strength and in heart.
Heh, how was it that he felt like he was about to become the big villain?
Tang Liu silently mocked himself, then his figure flashed and vanished from where he stood.
Tang San learned Tang Hao's identity and the truth of his own origins