The figure gazed at the gravestone, standing quietly for a long time.
Then he let out a long sigh, sat down with a hand on the gravestone, and said softly, "Little Wan, I've come to see you again. My last visit was more than eighty years ago, wasn't it? Don't blame me for staying away so long. I truly couldn't get away."
"These youngsters haven't neglected you. There's not a speck of dust or a single weed here," he murmured, gently stroking the gravestone.
After saying this, he fell silent for a long while before continuing, "This time, I'm taking you with me. Even if we couldn't be together in life, I want to be with you in death. This time, I'm not confident. I don't know whether I can get past this tribulation. If I can't, I'll be able to join you. I've lived long enough. Living alone is truly exhausting. If not for what you entrusted to me back then, I would have gone down to join you long ago. Now, I'm afraid I no longer have that ability. Don't blame me. I'll take you away now. There might be a bit of a commotion, but it'll soon be over."
With that, he stood up and stared at the gravestone before him, his expression turning ferocious. "Tuoba Ao, you aren't worthy!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he struck the gravestone with his palm, instantly shattering the bluestone into powder. He did, however, still hold one fragment in his hand. On it were the two characters for "Youwan." Apart from those two characters, everything else had vanished into dust and smoke.
After tucking the stone fragment bearing the name "Youwan" into his robes, he stamped his right foot hard against the ground. The ground before him