"After this, you planned to return to your sister's side, didn't you?" Liu Ji said, affectionately squeezing Zi Huai's shoulder.
After entering the command tent and sitting down, Liu Ji sighed.
"It was also my fault for wronging you in your early years. I failed to see Kou Shaodan for what he was and handed you over to that bastard to raise." Liu Ji's face was filled with self-reproach and sorrow. "From now on, by your sister's side, I hope you can make up, at least somewhat, for the past you lost."
"If you miss me, come anytime—"
"General." Zi Huai's voice was somewhat cold as he stood beside Liu Ji, interrupting him.
"I won't return to my sister's side." Zi Huai looked at Liu Ji, a trace of stillness in his expression.
"...Ashu, are you serious?" Liu Ji frowned slightly.
Liu Ji knew very well how much Zi Huai missed and clung to Zi Juan, the Xiang Family division commander. Yet now, Zi Huai, who had nearly gone mad from longing for his sister, was saying... that he would not return to her side?
Liu Ji vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
"My sister already has a life of her own. It isn't my intention to disturb it so rashly." Zi Huai lowered his head slightly, tilting it to one side.
"Just seeing my sister is enough."
"For me, that much is enough."
A smile appeared on his face. A slightly... eerie smile.
Zi Huai's hand reached for his waist, for the dagger hidden beneath his robes.
Liu Ji's gaze sharpened, and he slammed his palm against the table. "Ashu! Stop!"
"You're shutting yourself away again. Come out of it, now!" he shouted, making Zi Huai's hair tremble slightly.
As though Liu Ji's furious shout had startled him, Zi