"How wonderful..." Su Mo trembled all over. "He actually did it for me..."
"To... send me onto the Confucian Dao..."
"For my Confucian Dao Foundation!"
"Thinking about it that way... I was never in any danger in that courtyard in West City! They couldn't possibly have let me die. Even without the Monk and the Daoist, they would have deliberately left an opening for me to go down into the Underground Palace and look!"
"No wonder West City's defenses were so weak... just one Foundation Establishment cultivator and a mere dozen or so people. And underground, there wasn't a single person..."
"Then... those three Foundation Establishment cultivators who came later weren't there to kill anyone, either. They only came to investigate because they saw that the first Foundation Establishment cultivator hadn't followed their rhythm!"
Everything began to become clear...
"Every link connected, every calculation airtight... he even factored in my disposition..."
Looking desolate, Su Mo drew the eerie woman, Great Calamity, into his arms and buried his head deep in the long hair over her shoulder, like a heartbroken child... and really, wasn't he still just a child?
"I thought... I had done right by others, by heaven and earth, by the Confucian Dao, by those countless wandering souls..."
"I just never imagined... that they had died because of me."
A trace of anger flashed through Great Calamity's eyes, but it eased again as she looked at the distraught Su Mo...
He was only sixteen, still a child whose mind had yet to fully mature...
He was simply too frightened...
"You needn't blame yourself. Their deaths had nothing to do with you... a chess game can't have only one pivotal piece. Even without you, other pieces would have entered the game! They... would still have died!" Great Calamity said.
"Besides...