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Seeing this, Luo Zixuan hurriedly walked over, filled with concern.


He opened his arms, wanting to embrace Lin Wan, but restrained himself carefully as he lifted them.


Even though Lin Wan wasn't crying, he gave Luo Zixuan the impression that he had been weeping all along. At that moment, Lin Wan appeared so pale that he looked almost transparent, his skin radiating a long-lost pallor.


The usually bright, watery peach blossom eyes had lost all their luster, now resembling two pools of silent, stagnant water, devoid of any vitality. The dark pupils reflected confusion and chaos, emanating a deep-seated resistance, as if he were rejecting the approach of everyone and everything, attempting to isolate himself in a small space.


Seeing this, Luo Zixuan felt a deep ache in his heart.


“What's wrong, Qingqing? Did someone bully you?”


He cautiously took a step toward Lin Wan, gently placing his shoulder behind Lin Wan's shoulder, and said, biting his lip with a fierce tone, “Tell me, and I'll help you get revenge!”


How foolish! What good would it do to tell you...


“Luo Zixuan, didn't I tell you before that we are no longer in the cultivation world?”


Looking at Luo Zixuan's confused eyes, Lin Wan stepped aside, distancing himself from that false warmth. He then gazed into Luo Zixuan's eyes and said softly, “So what good would it do to tell you?”


As he watched Luo Zixuan’s eyes fill with panic and helplessness, Lin Wan continued slowly, “You can’t help me. What good would it do to tell you?”


Seeing the pain and self-reproach in Luo Zixuan’s gaze, Lin Wan forced a pale smile.


What he had just said felt like a knife, stirring within Luo Zixuan's heart, bringing a bone-deep pain yet also an undeniable sense of comfort.


Yes, their relationship with Luo Zixuan should be like this. They were sworn enemies, and everything happening now was just an illusion.


When the cut is not severed, it only brings chaos.


Their relationship had already been bad enough; if they continued to entangle like this, what would happen when Luo Zixuan regained his memory? Would it lead to another tearful confrontation?


He was tired—so very tired—and couldn't endure any more turmoil. They should just remain like this...


Lin Wan blinked his reddened eyes, turning his gaze elsewhere, and said hoarsely, “When you get out, someone will help you obtain all the necessary documentation for modern society. Just follow them; you don't need to worry about anything else.”


“I won’t! I…”


Before Luo Zixuan could finish his protest, it completely fizzled out.


“Luo Zixuan, please listen.”


Luo Zixuan looked into Lin Wan's dark, heavy eyes, as if he could see the hollow loneliness and desolation within.


Now, Lin Wan felt fragile like a precious, delicate crystal, and he could not bear any defiance from him.


His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but in the end, Luo Zixuan lowered his head and said dimly, “Alright.”


He clenched his fists tightly, filled with unwillingness.


What had happened in his past? Why was Qingqing so guarded against him? If, if he regained his memory, wouldn’t he be less lost now? What was hidden in that long-lost memory he had lost?


Luo Zixuan's head began to ache, as if something was about to break free from its cage and emerge.


Just as he was struggling with this, Lin Wan closed his eyes and sent Luo Zixuan out of the space.


As long as he was far enough away, he wouldn’t be hurt...


... Huh?!!!


At that moment, outside the space, Luo Zixuan's figure wavered as he exited, and his complexion turned pale instantly.


Then, the moment his gaze settled on something, Luo Zixuan spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing backward into unconsciousness.


What happened?!


Though Lin Wan was reluctant to admit it, the time they spent together had allowed Luo Zixuan to occupy a place in his heart.


Seeing this, Lin Wan panicked and instinctively pulled Luo Zixuan back from the outside space.


As Luo Zixuan felt Lin Wan's familiar warmth behind him, he finally relaxed completely, surrendering to unconsciousness.


His head hurt, and something was about to awaken...



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Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the Luo family’s secret chamber, Luo Ziang, who was watching over things as usual, suddenly saw the jade tablet light up, only to fade away in an instant, causing him to jump up.


“Dad, Mom, my brother's jade tablet just lit up!!!”




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