Xiao Shan Jun slowly lowered his head, fingers playing with the tassel at his waist.
He said, "Cang Mountain bears snow, Kunlun shines bright; mortals only admire the domains beyond, not knowing that beneath the vast white snow, original sin suffices to devour a clean person beyond recognition."
The purer things are, the more susceptible they are to tarnish; the loftier they are, the easier they break.
"The more pristine something is, the harder it is to withstand defilement."
"He should possess great winds and long nights, enjoying solitude and freedom, at least for now... it's not a good time for him to ascend to Kunlun."
Cang Nanyi picked up a translucent crystal chess piece from the box, finely twirling it on his fingertip, "What you say is absolutely logical, but do you know, this young man... he has inherited the Blood Feather River."
Her topic shifted too abruptly, catching Xiao Shan Jun off guard, his smiling eyes slightly bewildered as he stammered, "What..."
