Chapter 117: Wind Arrives 4: Death
Xun Shu didn't expect that the Grand Princess would come to see her.
After the previous emperor's passing, the eldest princess became the Grand Princess. While her status remained esteemed, the relationship between aunt and niece was ultimately more distant than that between siblings. Fortunately, the Grand Princess was intelligent and open-minded. After the new emperor ascended the throne and she and the Marquis of Pingyang divorced, she closed her door to visitors for a long time. She did not use her status as the new emperor's aunt to overstep her bounds, interceding for those who should not, and even avoiding suspicion. Instead, she appeased the new emperor and maintained the prestige of the princess's residence.
The last time Xun Shu saw the Grand Princess was the day she discovered Jiang Zheng's body and left the capital. Now, as autumn turned to winter and winter arrived, half a year had passed.
At that time, the Grand Princess had tried to keep Xun Shu, but he had ultimately left the capital. Now, meeting again, still in the Princess's residence, under the Grand Princess's care, even Xun Shu, slow-witted, couldn't help but feel awkward.
The Grand Princess seemed oblivious to the embarrassment on her face. With a gentle smile, she sat down on a chair beside the bed. A maidservant bowed and answered the Grand Princess' question, "The imperial physicians have been here and say the young lady is fine. She only needs to rest well."
"That's good." The eldest princess smiled and took Xun Shu's hand. The coldness of her touch made her stunned for a moment. Then she took the hand warmer from her personal maid and put it in her hand, smiling and comforting, "The weather has been getting colder these days. I'll have someone send some charcoal to your room later. His Majesty gave me a piece of American ginseng a while ago, and I'll have it sent to you as well. The princess's mansion is not short of supplements. We receive a lot of them during the holidays, but neither I nor He'er like to eat them. Now that Xiaoshu eats more, it will help me. Otherwise, these things will just gather dust in the warehouse, which is a waste of resources."
The tonic herbs His Majesty bestowed upon him must be extremely rare, perhaps able to prolong life in a critical moment. Xun Shu lowered his eyelashes, his face unsettled: "Your Highness..."
The Grand Princess knew the knot in her heart and sighed, "I will not interfere in the affairs between you and He'er. I did all this out of my own will and has nothing to do with He'er. However, some things are already in the past, so don't dwell on them anymore. The journey from the capital to Chaozhou is long and arduous. You must take the time to take good care of your health so that I can rest assured."
Xun Shu was stunned and repeated slowly: "Chaozhou...?"
The Grand Princess paused, then realized that Li Xuanhe had not yet told her these things, and smiled: "Forget it, you just woke up, and I was impatient. There are still a few months left, and if there are things, it is better to wait for He'er to tell you, lest I say too much and it seems like I am stealing his credit. Now all you have to do is take good care of yourself. If there is anything you want to eat or play, just tell the servants. If they dare to neglect you, go to He'er, and he will seek justice for you." The Grand Princess looked at Xun Shu's face, which was so thin that only a pair of eyes were left, and sighed, "You were injured because of He'er. I will remember this kindness."
Xun Shu hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, you are mistaken. The assassin that day was targeting me. In fact, it was me who implicated him..."
The eldest princess smiled slightly, a smile tinged with a subtle sense of helplessness. "It's clearly him who has implicated you. He doesn't know people well, doesn't see things clearly, can't distinguish between shallow water and the abyss, and really thought his ability could intimidate the beasts in the abyss. Now that he can see all this clearly and make this decision early on, although I am reluctant, I think this may not be a bad thing."
Xun Shu seemed to understand, but the Grand Princess didn't explain much. She sat for a while and then left. "I came here today just to see how you are recovering. Now that I see you are well, I am relieved. You should have a good rest. I will come to see you another day."
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After Xun Shu woke up, Li Xuanhe finally stopped being the gloomy and unhappy person he had been for the previous few months. Now he was refreshed and beaming, finally becoming the most unrestrained and lively young man in the capital. Seeing his appearance, the people around him inquired and immediately learned that the girl who had blocked a sword for Li Sanlang and had been placed in the princess's residence to recuperate had finally awakened after a coma of several months.
There were no secrets in the capital, and the Grand Princess and Li Xuanhe had never concealed Xun Shu's affairs. Everyone was openly and covertly curious about this commoner, a girl who had captivated the Grand Princess's son and whom the Grand Princess also cherished and protected. Over the next few days, a steady stream of visitors arrived at the Princess's residence, bearing cartloads of gifts and seeking to see Xun Shu.
Xun Shu didn't know anyone in the capital. Not only had she never seen the people who came to visit her, she had never even heard of their names. Most of them were related to the Grand Princess and Li Xuanhe.
Curiosity was both well-intentioned and malicious. Before the Grand Princess could say anything, Li Xuanhe, like a cat with its tail burned, found a crowded place and, without a care for the visitors' dignity, sullenly drove them all out of the Princess's residence. After that, no one came under the guise of visiting Xun Shu anymore. The Princess's residence finally calmed down, and Xun Shu could finally recover in peace.
After that, Xun Shu ate after waking up, and slept after eating, not dwelling on those troubles. She recovered quickly, and after a few days, she was able to leave her room and walk in the yard. However, this injury had damaged her foundation, making her more sensitive to cold than others. It was the twelfth lunar month, the coldest time of the year, approaching the end of the year. If Xun Shu wanted to go out, she could only do so on a sunny day.
It was mid-December, a dozen days before the Lunar New Year. As usual, Xun Shu, dressed warmly, sat under the eaves, where the sun could reach her. She basked in the sun and watched with a smile as several maids played in the courtyard. Just then, a servant entered the courtyard and said, "Miss, Lord Qin from the Dali Temple wishes to see you."
It took Xun Shu a while to realize that the Lord Qin this person was talking about was Qin Yuan.
She had only met Qin Yuan twice: the first time in Sitian Pavilion Mountain after her master's death, and the second time in the dilapidated courtyard where Jiang Zheng died. Neither encounter had been pleasant. She and Qin Yuan had never had a close relationship outside of the case. Even in her heart, even after Li Xuanhe had gone to so much trouble to remove Qin Yuan from Jiang Zheng's case, she still harbored a deep dislike and hatred for him... Why had he come to see her? Was there another conspiracy?
If the news had reached her courtyard, the Grand Princess and Li Xuanhe must have known about it, so there was no danger. Xun Shu was curious about what Qin Yuan was up to, so without hesitation, he nodded, "Let him in."
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The charcoal fire in Xun Shu's room burned continuously around the clock, warming the room to a temperature as warm as spring or summer. A while ago, the maid Qin Qi picked up a peach branch, stuck it in water, and left it in the room to grow. Within a few days, it had sprouted several new buds.
Xun Shu sat at the table in the main hall waiting for Qin Yuan. He moved the brazier farther away and stared at the thin, translucent white porcelain tea bowl in front of him, unconsciously recalling those not-so-unpleasant past events.
When Qin Yuan walked into the room, Xun Shu did not stand up, but just looked up at him quietly.
The last time they met, Xun Shu's eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't seen Qin Yuan's current appearance clearly. Now, taking a closer look, he had to admit that Qin Yuan was a handsome man, in his forties or fifties, with sharp brows and a piercing gaze. His every move exuded authority. His features were righteous and imposing, without a trace of evil. He was born to be a prison officer.
Xun Shu's face was expressionless, and he said nothing, his demeanor rather rude. Qin Yuan wasn't angry. He took off his cloak and handed it to the maid beside him. Then, as if he were at home, he sat on the stool directly opposite Xun Shu, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp before speaking.
"Actually, we are of the same generation. If we go by seniority, I should call you Junior Sister."
Junior sister?
The room suddenly became quiet. A sharp buzzing sound echoed in Xun Shu's ears. Her brows furrowed unconsciously, and her eyes were filled with confusion and questioning. Qin Yuan seemed to know her doubts and took the initiative to explain, "I once entered the Sitian Pavilion thirty years ago. At that time, I was still a young man, much younger than Xuan He. Curious about the Xuanmen arts, I begged the Pavilion Master to accept me as his disciple. The Pavilion Master saw my intention and agreed to my request. After letting me live in the mountains for more than three months, he drove me down the mountain.
"At that time, Master once said that although I was not on the same side as Si Tian Pavilion, he and I had a master-disciple relationship. He solved my doubts about Si Tian Pavilion and satisfied my curiosity. Now he has banished me from the mountain, hoping that I will remember his kindness and the months of master-disciple relationship in the future, think carefully before doing anything, make decisions based on right and wrong, good and evil, don't be coerced by those in power, don't go astray, and don't forget the promises we made." Qin Yuan smiled and shook his head. "At that time, I didn't know what Master meant. It wasn't until I accidentally entered the Dali Temple and started investigating the case that I realized that Master had seen through my life so long ago."
Xun Shu didn't say anything, wondering whether what Qin Yuan said was true or not.
These words certainly sound like something a master would say. He never speaks clearly, leaving things vague and shrouded in mystery. Whether one can truly comprehend them depends entirely on luck. Could he really be a disciple of the Sitian Pavilion as well?
Qin Yuan had no idea what Xun Shu was thinking. His expression was far-reaching, as if he was looking at her, or as if he could see through her, seeing the place hidden in the mountains and forests, a place he could never return to, and people he would never see again. "When I left Si Tian Pavilion, you weren't even born yet. Since then, I've strictly adhered to the rules set by my master and rarely mentioned Si Tian Pavilion outside. So almost no one knows that I was once a disciple of Si Tian Pavilion. It's natural that you don't know."
Qin Yuan's words didn't completely dispel Xun Shu's doubts and estrangement. She stared into his eyes, seeing they were honest, not like he was lying. Xun Shu replayed his story in her mind, accurately grasping the problematic part: "If you were a disciple of the Si Tian Pavilion, you would know not to mention the Si Tian Pavilion outside. But you just said, 'rarely mentioned,' 'almost no one knows,' so you have told this to others, and other people know about it, right?"
Qin Yuan was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Yes, I once mentioned this to someone, and even said some things I shouldn't have. At the time, I felt that being honest with that person was my duty, and it was only natural, and Master would surely understand. I don't know if Master had anticipated my actions, or if what I did was somehow part of the Si Tian Pavilion's established trajectory. But since then, I've been troubled by this matter, tossing and turning for decades, and I can say that I received the punishment I deserved. Telling you all this today, I wonder if it can bring you back a moment of peace of mind."
Xun Shu's eyes were like a lake covered in mist, with no visible ripples on the surface. She stared at Qin Yuan quietly, waiting for him to complete the second half of the story and confirm her suspicions.
Qin Yuan continued, "Ten years after leaving the Sitian Pavilion, I distinguished myself in the Dali Temple and, by some strange coincidence, was appreciated by Emperor Gaozu, who recruited me as a close minister. At that time, Emperor Gaozu was in his prime, but deeply worried about the future of Daliang. He had already sensed that the late emperor, then the crown prince, was not up to the task, but that the then crown prince, now Your Majesty, possessed a benevolent heart and exceptional talent, and might become a wise ruler. However, Your Majesty was too young at the time, and Emperor Gaozu was unsure of what he would become when he grew up, so he thought of the legendary Sitian Pavilion.
"Rumor has it that the Sitian Pavilion has assisted the imperial family for nearly a thousand years and can predict the world's major trends decades, or even centuries, into the future. Emperor Gaozu wanted to find the Sitian Pavilion and meet its master. I was too young at the time, and knowing Emperor Gaozu's intentions, I wanted to use the Sitian Pavilion's information to seek credit and reward. I revealed the Sitian Pavilion's specific location and the situation within to Emperor Gaozu, and he was very pleased. Not long after, I finally took the position of Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple as I had hoped. It was also at this time that I first remembered what my master had said to me before I left the mountain. Unfortunately, I didn't take it to heart."
Qin Yuan's voice was calm, without any guilt or complacency, as if he were discussing something that had nothing to do with him. He faced the irreparable mistakes he had made, knowing full well that they were irreversible. Perhaps he would never receive his own forgiveness, but this was what he deserved.
"After this, Emperor Gaozu brought His Majesty to the Sitian Pavilion, where he met Master, the Elder, as he had wished. After they left the Sitian Pavilion and returned to the Imperial Palace, Emperor Gaozu summoned me to the palace, took the initiative to mention many things that had happened in the Sitian Pavilion, and asked me about some of the details. It was then that I suddenly realized that Master, the Elder, seemed to have not changed at all in the more than ten years since I was away. Perhaps because I often deal with mysteries, I immediately connected this matter with a legend that had no basis whatsoever. I realized that the legend that people in the Sitian Pavilion could achieve immortality might not just be a legend. It was then that I made my second mistake. I honestly told Emperor Gaozu my speculation.
"No one can resist the allure of immortality, especially one who holds the sway over the empire. If immortality were possible, all the worries Emperor Gaozu had would cease to exist. He could remain emperor forever, ruling the entire Daliang region without worrying about an incompetent crown prince ruining the empire he had worked so hard to build, or whether his grandson would become a good emperor and lead Daliang to prosperity.
"After Emperor Gaozu learned of this, he ordered me to return to the Sitian Pavilion and must uncover the secret of my master's immortality and obtain the remedy. At that moment, I suddenly felt uneasy, realizing that things were spiraling out of my control. However, I couldn't refuse Emperor Gaozu's request, and I couldn't prevent it. So, I was forced to return to Chaozhou, to Yundan Mountain. I imagined my master would rebuke me, resent me for revealing the secret, and drive me down the mountain. But I didn't expect that I would find the Sitian Pavilion at all. It seemed to have vanished overnight, as if everything in the past had been just my imagination.
"At that time, I felt regret and panic, but more of a sense of peace. Heaven helped me make choices for many things that I had difficulty deciding. I stayed in the mountains for a few days and then set off back to the capital. On the way back, I suddenly realized that the disappearance of the Sitian Pavilion was probably the work of my master. He had calculated why I would return to the Sitian Pavilion and didn't want to see me, so he set up a maze at the foot of the mountain, hiding everything in the Sitian Pavilion in the mountains and forests.
"After I returned to the capital, I told the Emperor Gaozu everything. Although he felt regretful, he didn't make things difficult for me. He simply ordered me to continue searching for the Sitian Pavilion. At that time, I knew that if my master didn't want to see me, I would never be able to find the way up the mountain again in my lifetime. I was afraid that I would never see my master again in my lifetime, and I would never know the secrets of the Sitian Pavilion."
Qin Yuan lowered his eyes, his gaze empty and helpless, a bit dejected. Xun Shu looked at him like this, and his teeth itched with hatred.
He betrayed Sitian Pavilion and pretended to be pitiful.
She still had her sanity, and even though she was angry, she knew that if Qin Yuan had only done these things, the downfall of Sitian Pavilion and the passing of her master would have had nothing to do with him. Xun Shu tightly gripped the teacup, took a deep breath, and asked through gritted teeth, "Since you have the intention to betray, whether things develop as you expected or not, it is still betrayal. Betrayer should never be forgiven." She paused, her master's helpless smile emerging in her mind, and the anger in her heart instantly dissipated a little. "But, Master probably wouldn't care about your betrayal... What happened next? What did you do? Since Emperor Gaozu ordered this matter to you, you must have done something to deal with him. Not to mention, you were hoping to use this matter to get a promotion and a higher rank."
The sarcasm in Xun Shu's words was clear and obvious, but Qin Yuan pretended not to hear it. He took a sip of tea and continued, "In the following years, I was busy with the official duties of the Dali Temple and put this matter behind me. It was so peaceful for a few years that I thought Emperor Gaozu had forgotten it. Until a few years later, Emperor Gaozu fell ill and became increasingly weak. He summoned me to his bedside again and ordered me to search the Sitian Pavilion for a way to achieve immortality.
"At this time, the Hall of Eternal Life had yet to establish ties with the imperial family. Emperor Gaozu's only hope lay with the Sitian Pavilion, which had retreated into the mountains. I journeyed to Yundan Mountain again, staying longer this time, but still found nothing. Then I realized that the Sitian Pavilion had countless disciples, but because they never revealed their identities, they appeared mysterious and rare. If Master wouldn't let me enter the mountains, perhaps my other disciples could help me."
"You're being stubborn," Xun Shu said calmly. "Master doesn't want you to know. No matter what you do or which path you take, you won't reach the end. Power and desire have blinded you. You can no longer distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and what you can and cannot do."
Qin Yuan suddenly looked up and looked at the mirror-like clear eyes of the person in front of him. Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar face reflected in the pupils, he wanted to argue something, but his lips trembled for a long time, and all his words turned into a long sigh.
"You're right. If I can remember what my master told me when I went down the mountain, even if the outcome of the matter will not change, I can at least feel at ease." Qin Yuan turned his head and peeked through the open window at the suddenly gloomy sky. He felt that it matched his mood very well. He stared silently for a while before continuing, "I searched for several years, but found nothing until Emperor Gaozu passed away. After Emperor Gaozu's death, no one knew about this past event. Later, the late emperor ascended the throne, and I went to Chaozhou again because of the case of disaster relief silver. At that time, the Changsheng Hall was extremely popular because of the late emperor, and believers were spread all over the world. People rarely mentioned the Sitian Pavilion anymore, and it seemed that they had forgotten this place. But I was the only one who persisted for so long, even if it was in vain, I still wanted a result.
"I didn't expect that before the case was fully investigated, a raging fire would break out in the Sitian Pavilion, reducing the thousand-year-old building to ruins. My master also perished in the blaze. After more than a decade of silence, the Sitian Pavilion returned to the people's attention, but in this way. The late emperor knew I was in Chaozhou and asked me to go over and find out what was going on. In any case, the Sitian Pavilion was once a sacred pavilion in the hearts of the people, and it deserves an explanation."
Xun Shu's heart suddenly started beating violently, and his hands couldn't help but tremble: "So what did you find out?"
Qin Yuan looked at Xun Shu and suddenly narrowed his eyes, carefully examining her features. After a moment, he finally recognized her. "That little girl in the Yundan Mountains five years ago, was that you?"
Xun Shu hummed softly.
"The man who came with you--" Qin Yuan was halfway through his words when he had already guessed the man's identity and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Xun Shu didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, so he said softly, "Please continue."
Qin Yuan nodded. "After Master's death, the Qimen Dunjia formation surrounding the Sitian Pavilion collapsed, and the disappeared mountain gate reappeared before my eyes. I led the people from the Dali Temple into the ruins and found Master's body in the main hall. Master's body was burned to charcoal, and there were traces of soot on his mouth and nose. He was burned to death. His face was peaceful, with no signs of being tied up or struggling. It seemed that he died peacefully."
Xun Shu didn't believe it: "This is impossible..."
"I don't believe it either." Qin Yuan's voice was very light. "I didn't believe in the corpse, so I started searching for evidence. The main hall has been burned down, so even if there is evidence, it cannot be used. I led people to search the entire Sitian Pavilion and found traces of kerosene and gunpowder. These kerosenes are distributed around every room of the Sitian Pavilion, arranged neatly, not messy. It can be said that it took several days just to arrange these kerosene and gunpowder. For such a long time, it is impossible for the master to be completely unaware and not take any response. Unless, the person who did all this is him."
"This is impossible..." Xun Shu muttered again.
No matter how much Xun Shu disbelieved and couldn't accept it, Qin Yuan still cruelly stated his conclusion: "Xun Shu, Master... committed suicide."
"That's impossible. Master has practiced Taoism his entire life, always being open-minded and easygoing. He's never been unable to accept anything. He couldn't possibly commit suicide, and there's no reason for him to—"
Xun Shu suddenly thought of something and froze in place.
Qin Yuan knew she had guessed the truth, so he stopped beating around the bush. "You're right. Master really has no reason to commit suicide because of anyone or anything. I don't know how long he lived, but in my heart, he is almost a god-like existence, omnipotent, and can know the general situation of the world just by sitting on the mountain. But Xun Shu, Master is not a god after all, but a mortal with flesh and blood. Everything in the world has reincarnation, and there is life and death. Even if Master's life span is longer than that of ordinary people, as a mortal, his life span will eventually end one day.
"I think Master had already calculated the end of his life and chose his own ending."
It's this sentence again.
Her senior brothers and sisters also said that the master knew everything and it was impossible for him not to have predicted the fire in Sitian Pavilion, and it was even more impossible for him not to have predicted that he would die in that fire... But she just didn't want to believe it.
Xun Shu bit her lower lip so hard it turned pale, the pain numb. Her mind was a mess, and she could only barely maintain a facade of composure. She lowered her eyelashes to hide the moisture in her eyes. "Even if Master had calculated his own death, there was no need to burn himself to death... That would have been so painful! I don't believe it... Why do you all say that Master chose his own ending? He could have found a beautiful place and left quietly. Why... why..."
Tears fell down in a crackling sound, hitting the clothes and turning into flower after flower. Xun Shu cried so hard that he could no longer utter a complete sentence.
Qin Yuan looked at her gently, his eyes kind, as if he was looking at a younger member of his family. He did not try to comfort her, and only asked her after Xun Shu had calmed down herself, "Xun Shu, do you still remember how many houses there are in Sitian Pavilion?"
Xun Shu sobbed, "I remember. There are fifty-four large and small courtyards in total, and one hundred and eighty rooms."
Qin Yuan nodded, his eyes far away. "When I was still in the mountains, there were nearly a hundred disciples in the mountains, almost filling up all the courtyards. These people came and went, some left, and new people came in. Do you remember how many disciples were left in the mountains when you left Sitian Pavilion?"
Xun Shu didn't say anything.
Qin Yuan answered the question for her: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the only one left. Master has been accepting fewer and fewer disciples since many years ago. Perhaps the moment he brought you back to the mountain, he decided that you would be his last disciple, and the last disciple of the entire Sitian Pavilion. In his original plan, he had enough time to take care of you until you grow up, teach you all his skills, and plan a rich and happy life for you. But things in the world change too quickly, and he was ultimately too late to wait for that day.
"Actually, I was just like you back then. Even when the truth was laid out before me, I still refused to believe it. I led my men to search the mountain, and unexpectedly, in the forest near Sitian Pavilion, I found traces of someone squatting there for a long time. After that, I saw you. I thought you were the one squatting there, but you were too young and didn't have any martial arts skills, so you definitely couldn't be the one I was looking for. After you left, I continued searching the mountain, and eventually found a few people hiding in a secluded cave."
Xun Shu opened his eyes wide, hope rekindled in the depths of his eyes, and hurriedly asked, "Who are these people? Is Master's death related to him?"
Qin Yuan shook his head. "The traces left by this group of people are only on the outskirts of the forest. They couldn't even get close to the hilltop where the Sitian Pavilion is located. After I found this group of people, they immediately committed suicide by poisoning without leaving any words. We searched their belongings and found nothing to prove their identity. The only thing they had was the swords they were wearing, which looked a bit like something from the palace. I once suspected that this group of people were left behind by Emperor Gaozu, but I had no evidence. Some things are destined to have no answers. Perhaps a hundred years later, when I go to the underworld and meet Emperor Gaozu, the truth will have a chance to surface.
"Xun Shu, Master has been preparing for this final day for many years. He properly arranged for all his disciples and burned everything in the pavilion, giving the thousand-year-old pavilion the most appropriate ending. He knew that the power of the monarch and the power of the gods had reached a point where they could no longer coexist. The Sitian Pavilion could no longer be passed down, and even if it continued to exist in the world, it would only encounter slander and bring disaster. Everything has a beginning and an end, and so does he, and so does the Sitian Pavilion. The same is true for you and me."
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After Qin Yuan finished recounting all his past events, he stood up and said goodbye. Xun Shu walked him to the courtyard and saw that he looked even more depressed than when he arrived. He suddenly asked, "Qin Yuan, you suddenly came here to talk to me about all this, just to seek peace of mind?"
Qin Yuan blinked, and said in a rather playful manner, "You guessed it, didn't you? In my life, I have only accepted one disciple, Xuan He. Now he is caught between you and me, in a dilemma. Some things may never be forgiven, but some things can be explained clearly and are not punishable by death. Don't you agree?"
Xun Shu remained silent and asked one last question: "If you had the chance to return to Sitian Pavilion and see your master, what would you say? What would you do? Would you ask him about immortality?"
Qin Yuan remained silent for a long moment. Just when Xun Shu thought he wouldn't answer, his hoarse voice reached her ears: "Perhaps. I'm still curious whether there really is a way to achieve immortality. I've searched everywhere for my fellow disciples to find the truth, but until I met you today, I felt it was time to let go of this obsession." He paused, his voice lighter than the wind, "But I might also say something else."
"What?" Xun Shu asked curiously.
Qin Yuan chuckled, as if he had returned to his youth: "Maybe he would say, 'Master, I was wrong'."
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