“This won’t do.” Chang Le frowned slightly. “The Qin family and the Ying family, at least one of them has to give in, otherwise the obstacles ahead will be too great, and I don’t want to cause too many casualties.”
"They have given you the opportunity to gain their support, but it depends on your wishes, young master."
Chang Le asked in confusion, "What opportunity?"
Luo Xuan pulled up an invitation document: "Qin Shaoji and Ying Miao invite you to meet at the Red Flag Courtyard."
"They said that we need to talk to you face-to-face to know what kind of person you are, young master, and then we can know whether it is suitable for you to return to the Dragon Sect."
Luo Xuan looked at the silent Chang Le and said:
"Qin Shaoji and the others consider themselves to be of high status and position, so they wouldn't forcibly detain you on the spot. However, they are all old foxes after all, and this trip may very well be a trap they've set for you. Going there may have its advantages, but it could also be a trap. You'll have to decide for yourself."
Chang Le silently gazed at the midday sunlight outside the window. In the distance, the snow on the rooftops of tall buildings melted in the sunlight, turning into flowing water. He fell from the building and died.
However, the snow that falls to the earth and dies will one day return to the sky and be born again.
"go."
Chang Le smiled calmly, her gaze serene: "Why wouldn't I go? This is my home turf. This is about deciding my future."
“Even if it’s a trap, it doesn’t matter,” Chang Le shrugged. “The only answer they’ve been waiting for for over three hundred years, the only answer everyone wants, is one that only I can give, and I’m the only one left alive.”
Luo Xuan was taken aback: "Lele, actually, Gui Dao, Xue Wuwang, and I all..."
"Shh." Chang Le put her finger to her lips, interrupting him with her eyes.
“Brother Xuan, I know you all know, but from now on, remember this: when I command you, your answer will always be—I know nothing.”
Chang Le knew that Luo Xuan, Gui Dao, and Xue Wuwang, who had followed Fu Guang for over three hundred years, must know some secrets about the fusion. However, the fusion was like a crazy and unstable storm, and only by not knowing and staying away from it could one be relatively safe.
"Promise me." Chang Le held his hand, her eyes pleading.
Luo Xuan suddenly knelt down on one knee, just as Xue Wuwang had once done to her, like a loyal knight in a story:
"Young Master, I am your guardian, and I will obey your orders. However, at all times, your safety will always be my top priority."
“I have already made mistakes that almost cost you your life, and I cannot let that happen again, at least not before I die. Please forgive me.”
Chang Le placed her hand on his and said softly, "But, brother, to me, you are family first and foremost. I don't want to lose any more important people; I've already said goodbye to so many others."
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