"My dear husband, this scene feels so familiar to me." Saintess Qian Ling's voice drifted softly, filled with complexity and melancholy.
"Does it remind you of my fateful path back then?"
"Yes, back then, you faced the life and death dilemma of Chang Ye and willingly sent yourself down a dead-end road on the Cultivation Path. I grieved for you, yet I was moved. Never could I have imagined that crossing into another world would once again make you face such a difficult choice, and this time, it is... for me!"
"Don't think about the dead-end road. As long as the heart remains, the path is there. Because of the first broken road, I opened another window on the Cultivation Path. Who's to say this twist won't be the start of a new chapter?" Lin Xiaosu held her tightly, comforting her in a soft voice.
"You always give me reasons, always find ways to make me happy, but I..."
