'Sorry.' A calm voice suddenly echoed through his memories, making the boy lift his eyebrows in surprise.
'Why do you feel sorry?' he asked curiously, though he had a good idea of what happened. This Soul Fusion sometimes allowed their thoughts to interfere with each other's.
The sorrow from Yan Xiaobao had reached the Phoenix and ultimately led him to open up.
"Ten years ago, I said I wasn't responsible for your death, but I was," Lan Feng said, and before Yan Xiaobao could respond, he continued grimly.
'When you picked up the hairpin, in the endless waiting of your world, I never felt this connection. When I saw that girl and sensed her connection with her, I knew right then you'd send me away. I truly believed I had no choice. I'm sorry for deceiving you all these years, but I had to do it. I'm sorry.'
"I understand," Yan Xiaobao sighed. Hearing the proud and haughty Phoenix sincerely apologize made him feel better about the matter.
