A cool breeze swept over the Purification Terrace, where an old acquaintance appeared.
Yet this old acquaintance Su Mo saw cut a wound across his heart.
He was the first person Su Mo had killed in this world...
The Liu Household's young master who had died at Su Mo's hands when the West City case forced Su Mo into Entering the Dao all those years ago, that young heavenly prodigy who had himself had hopes of Entering the Dao.
Liu Feng... the only person in this world toward whom Su Mo felt guilt.
"This seems to be the first time we've sat down to talk." Liu Feng smiled.
He looked at Su Mo, yet also seemed to be looking at the vast expanse of Mount Sumeru...
Su Mo nodded. At some point, his eyes had reddened a little. "Yes, though we've only met three times in all."
Liu Feng paused, then asked in confusion, "Wasn't it twice?"
"Once outside the Riverboat Pavilion, when I deliberately came to make trouble for you."
"And once before the Imperial Palace."
As though in a dream, Su Mo slowly shook his head. "There was also the time we came out of the examination grounds. You didn't see me then, but I saw you."
Liu Feng seemed to sink into thought, then shook his head. "I don't know. Perhaps I didn't notice."
Hearing Liu Feng's reply, Su Mo suddenly froze.
Something seemed wrong. Yes... how could he not know?
Su Mo jerked his head up, his voice choked. "How could you not know?"
"Aren't you my... obsessive delusion?"
The Purification Terrace reflected a person's Five Poisons, the Five Poisons within their heart.
How could the thoughts of the Five Poisons within his heart differ from his memories?
"Ah... so that's it." Liu Feng looked dazed