Watching Kong Xiaotian about to leave, his father revealed a smile: "I finally made it in time. Son, this is a Peace Talisman from the neighboring monastery. I heard it's very effective. You should take it."
Kong Xiaotian remained silent. He wanted to extend his hand to wear the Peace Talisman, but for some reason, it seemed as though a certain will was constantly seizing his mind, causing his hand to tremble for a long while, yet still, he hadn't taken the Peace Talisman.
"The monastery... is just a trick for fools."
Kong Xiaotian spoke blandly.
As his voice trailed off, his figure had already vanished from the small courtyard.
Only the old man was left, staring blankly at the Peace Talisman in his hand, standing in the small courtyard for a long... long time...
After returning to the sect, Kong Xiaotian felt that his emotions seemed to become a bit complex.
"What is... happening to me?"
"Am I still the same person I used to be?"
