"Why make yourself so tired? You know full well that many things have nothing to do with you." Scholar shook his head.
Throughout Su Mo's life, many things had never had anything to do with him.
The West City case in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, for instance, or the turmoil in the Demon Domain, the Calamity of the Nine Heavens, or this Floating Life Pass...
Yet he had shouldered it all himself. Everything had a reason.
Su Mo had his reasons for doing all this, too.
Only... he had never spoken of them...
Su Mo was speechless and shook his head.
He did not know. It seemed he simply wanted to do it.
Scholar looked at Su Mo, gazing at him, yet also seemed to be looking at the sorrow in his heart that had never shown itself.
"Do you want to know the answer?" Scholar asked.
Su Mo raised his head to look at Scholar and nodded.
"Because you always remember that you are not someone of this world..." Scholar spoke slowly, unable to hold back a little sorrow.
"Everything in this world feels unreal to you."
"You want to form ties with everything in this world, to become part of it rather than a spectator..."
"It is exhausting, and bitter, too."
"But that feeling makes you feel... real."
Su Mo trembled, then nodded in a daze.
A cool breeze rose. At some point, the Brush of All Living Beings tucked into Su Mo's bound hair had fallen silent.
Su Mo turned toward the clouds and mist beyond the pure platform, seemingly lost in memory.
"Back then, when I first came to this world, everything before me felt so illusory."
"I had never imagined a world like this could exist. I seemed wholly out of place in