His fate was sealed long ago by an accident in his youth—and the culprit was none other than her.

The joy of childhood, the admiration of youth, and the helplessness of the present—she looked at the tall and upright young man with tears in her eyes, and finally couldn't help but call out, "Senior Brother."

Lin Qingfeng, who was holding his sword and preparing to go out on a mission, stopped and turned to look at his junior sister.

Junior Sister used to do the same thing. When they went out on missions, she would stand at the gate and watch them leave with reluctance. And when they returned, Junior Sister would be standing at the sect gate on time, excitedly welcoming them back.

This time, however, Lin Qingfeng's brow twitched slightly as he looked at his junior sister with tears in her eyes. Subconsciously, he felt that the scene before him was somewhat familiar. He stopped and turned around, gazing quietly at the person on the steps, as if something was awakening.

But in the end, he still had that relaxed and gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand and patted his junior sister's head. As he always did, with the composure and determination of an older brother, he comforted her, "Go back, everything will be alright."

"No."

Yu Yue blurted out, but when she met her senior brother's eyes, she didn't know how to continue.

The eldest brother was upright, honest, and kind throughout his life, fighting against demons and upholding justice. If he had known in the end that the demon god was inside him and that he would have killed so many people with his own body in the future, how sad and painful he would have been.

Yu Yue wanted to say something as a last-ditch effort, but when she thought of the demon god inside her senior brother's body, she dared not say anything.

Her previous abrupt reminders had resulted in a painful price to pay, so she dared not gamble at all now.

All she could say was, "Senior brother, can we make a promise?"

Lin Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled broadly: "Okay."

They often made such promises when they were young, but unfortunately, Yu Yue later realized her feelings for him and became extremely reserved, so she never made such a childish promise with her senior brother again.

"Then I..."

The girl on the steps looked at the person in front of her with tears in her eyes. The ribbons of her sect robes fluttered gently in the breeze. Her small face was exquisite and beautiful, but it couldn't compare to the tearful blush at the corner of her eyes.

"Then I hope you will promise me that you will always be my senior brother and that you will always stay true to yourself."

—May the breeze always be gentle and the moon always shine brightly.

He was the senior disciple of the number one sect, the light that Yu Yue could no longer chase, the unconditionally trusted support of everyone, and... the righteous leader who even the demon god could not suppress.

Lin Qingfeng was somewhat surprised, but unusually remained silent.

Yu Yue grew anxious and urged, "Senior brother, please agree quickly!"

—Is he just a senior brother?

Lin Qingfeng looked at the person in front of him, his lips moved slightly, and finally he smiled. At that moment, the young man in front of him was dressed in white like snow and had a noble character like a pine tree.

He transformed back into the refined and gentle senior disciple of the sect, as if his momentary hesitation was merely that of a passerby unrelated to romance.

"good."

Lin Qingfeng said.

Her promise will never be broken.