He stepped forward and patted Liu Feng on the shoulder:
"Liu Feng, because you have always been so capable and helped me bear too much, which made me forget something very important..."
"Back then, it was indeed Qi Qi who entrusted you to me, so... it should be my responsibility to look after you."
"You've done enough over the years, the rest... leave it to me!"
Liu Feng and Lin Xian exchanged glances.
Once two young men full of spirit.
Now things have changed, turning into a gaze between an old man and a young man.
In their eyes lay time, interwoven paths, emotions that fate keeps tugging at.
Six hundred years, far too distant.
But with such friends by your side, it seems... the meeting outside the walls of Xi'an wearing a delivery helmet remains like yesterday.
Liu Feng pursed his lips.
Slowly extended his right index finger.
Raised it between his and Lin Xian's gaze.
"We have always been striving, just in hopes we can get it right once."
