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"": "Action was the best proof of emotion.
Luo Bin held Gu Yiren so tightly that he seemed to want to melt her into his embrace. She buried her head deep against his chest, her tears soaking his clothes.
"You're fine. You're not sick."
"This isn't a dream. Don't say silly things."
"I... am back."
Luo Bin gently patted Gu Yiren's back.
Roughly half a year had passed since the Soul Summoning, and he had become excessively ruthless and decisive.
Yet beneath that ruthlessness lay a tenderness like water.
Far away, in the alley Luo Bin had come from, someone leaned against the wall, seemingly too weak to stand.
It was Zhang Yunling.
Her heart ached as though countless insects were gnawing at it.
She knew she had done many things that could not be forgiven, things that did not deserve forgiveness-that made her unworthy of it.
Luo Bin was already treating her very well. He had not hurt her, and had even told her that her grandfather was still alive on Cabinet Mountain.
Zhang Yunling was grateful to Luo Bin.
But it was more than gratitude.
She had liked Luo Bin before, liked him from the bottom of her heart. Things simply had not turned out as she had hoped.
His "forgiveness" only made those feelings deeper and stronger.
But... the sight before her left her utterly hollow and miserable, as though she had lost her soul.
Without warning, a voice slipped into her ears.
"He's been bewitched. He wants to leave the mountain, but he'll never be able to leave now."
"This woman is a curse."
"You must get rid of this curse and take Luo Shan somewhere. Only then can he be free. Only then can the family you care about