Lian certainly couldn't answer him, she had long been forgotten by the world at the end of time.
She was only forcefully left behind by the power of the Qilin.
"Back then, Qing and Chi conspired with me for this plan, to take revenge on this world for you, I never came here to tell you. If you knew, you might blame me, right?"
The man whispered: "Who could have imagined, in the end, it was that child who suffered. So much so that I couldn't bear it in my heart, let alone them. Qing risked everything, perhaps to seek redemption?"
In the silence, Lian still slept, vaguely, blood tears fell onto her golden mask.
They were the man's tears.
Also, the release of solitude and hatred over billions of years.
"Now I must pay for my actions too, to leave this world forever."
The man gave the young girl one last glance, gently kissing the forehead of the golden mask.
