Shen Kai's voice had become hoarse.
"I argued with my own brother because of this sect. I…I stood against him, believing I was protecting the future of the White Moon Sect. Devoted my life to fighting those monsters, thinking every battle, every sacrifice, every decision I made carried meaning."
He slowly raised his head, but his unfocused eyes no longer seemed to be looking at anyone inside the room.
"So...what exactly was I protecting?"
The question wasn't directed toward Su Mo or anyone else.
It was a question he asked himself.
"The man I admired..."
"...the man I believed embodied righteousness..."
"...turned out to be the source of the very evil we dedicated our lives to destroying."
His shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly.
Not from anger or fear.
But from a despair so deep that even words could no longer fully express it.
No one spoke.
