Whenever he dreamed in the dead of night, he saw his brothers from the Divine Dragon and Leng Yue smiling at him. He could not face their kind faces.
Ye Fan sat down.
"Brothers, I'm sorry," he said. "I'm late. I left you alone for so many years. Back then, I didn't have the courage to visit."
"Now, I've come to see you with a heart full of passion and hatred. The Divine Dragon that destroyed you has been destroyed by me."
"But even after taking revenge for you, I can never forget the kindness you showed me! It's a debt I can never repay. All I can say is… I'm sorry. I have wronged you all."
Ye Fan was a man of sincere emotions, and this was his most painful memory. He never dared to look back on it, for those memories belonged only to them. He then poured the skulls out of the box, a tribute to the spirits of the fallen—his deceased brothers, and the woman he once loved most.
