In the dead of night, Luo Xian knocked on the old man's door.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
The room was starkly empty, with only a bed, a table, and a chair.
It was devastatingly sparse.
It felt just like a cage.
The old man sat at the edge of the bed, quietly staring at the hanging scroll on the wall, but the scroll was blank, completely empty.
He seemed to be entranced by it.
"Is something the matter?"
Luo Xian placed an iron token on the table. "Older Cousin gave it to me."
The old man was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to go?"
Luo Xian thought for a moment, then countered, "Would it be very troublesome if it got out of control?"
"If you want to go, then go."
The old man's gaze returned to his only daughter. "You're grown up now, and as a father, I can't stay by your side forever."
Luo Xian was startled for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she asked, "Father, do you have any instructions for me?"
