Xuanji left with an unsettled heart. She caught up to Emperor Bai and silently followed behind him, but her mind was occupied with thoughts of the companions she had left.
Meeting the Heavenly Emperor was certainly their biggest goal for this trip, but had they known in advance that only Xuanji would be granted an audience, while the rest would end up dead or missing, or branded as conspirators, would they have still rushed here eagerly and with much enthusiasm?
Chu Lei once said that living in this world requires planning and prediction for every matter. If one could follow the planned path smoothly, even if it was mundane, it was not without happiness. No one knew what the future held, just as they came to Kunlun Mountain fervently, finding each step they took filled them with a sense of melancholy—yet none would give it up because of this.
