"You leave now, and I can pretend none of this ever happened," Lan Juntian said indifferently, turning his back.
"I just can't understand it. I am this generation's Demon Slayer Warrior, but what am I fighting for?" Lan Ke'er raised her head and looked straight at Lan Juntian.
"Ke'er, did someone say something to you?" Lan Juntian asked with a slight frown.
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
"Father, I don't want to be a Demon Slayer Warrior anymore," Lan Ke'er said calmly.
"I will not interfere with your decision, but tomorrow's Demon Slaying Assembly will be held as scheduled."
Lan Juntian spoke blandly.
"The seven ancestors have emerged and invited powers from across the world. Do you want our Lan Lineage to become a laughingstock?
Or do you want our Lan Lineage's tens of thousands of years of perseverance to finally vanish into smoke and ashes?"
"What if such perseverance destroys our Lan Lineage?" Lan Ke'er asked.
"Ke'er, do you still not understand? From the moment our Lan Lineage chose to become a Demon Slaying Family, there has been no road back."
Lan Juntian shook his head. "When has our Lan Lineage ever had cowards who clung to life and feared death? From the moment we made that choice, we had already prepared to die."
"Is there really no possibility left?" After a long silence, Lan Ke'er finally asked painfully.
"You have deeply disappointed me," Lan Juntian said, waving his hand without another word.
Lan Ke'er slowly withdrew from the room, gently closing the door behind her.
She looked up at the brilliant stars filling the sky and felt as though fate had split before her into two straight yet utterly unrelated roads.
At last, her figure gradually vanished into the dense darkness of the night.
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