Su Xuan found it difficult to describe how he had felt at the time.
Sadness? Pain?
Regret?
For an instant, Su Xuan seemed to return to the moment he had lost his closest family many years ago. The uncontrollable surge of emotion in his heart felt much the same, as though he had almost caused an irreversible tragedy. Yet he soon forced himself to calm down, telling himself that Su Bai and Lin Wan were not his real family. This was only a game of playing at being a family.
If it was a game, why should there be pain or sorrow?
When the Ghost Shaman dragged Su Xuan back into the Nightmare World, he was still in a daze.
"You can't go back to that world anymore." The Ghost Shaman's voice was quiet, yet it thundered in Su Xuan's ears.
"You've caused them a great deal of trouble." By "them," the Ghost Shaman meant Lin Wan and Su Bai, who regarded Su Xuan as their real family.
When Su Xuan first heard this, his reason told him that the Ghost Shaman had a point. He even put on a composed expression and said with a wistful sigh, "Ah, what a shame. I finally found such an entertaining game, and it's already over? Are boring fellows like us really only allowed to find amusement beneath the Red Moon?"
With that, Su Xuan left the body and turned away from the Fog Mountain occupied by the Ghost Shaman, seemingly without hesitation.
Yet just as Su Xuan was about to reach the foot of the mountain, images and sounds suddenly surfaced before him: the young mother's despairing sobs when he had first met Lin Wan and Su Bai, and the little boy stumbling after him, calling, "Big brother, big brother."
An emotion