Chapter 939 The Pain He Carried

"It's useless mulling over that." Jin Rou neared the frustrated Sylvianna and said, "You have more chances when we meet the Ancient Paragon."

In the past, Ancient Paragon tried to get something under Han Li's nose, but he failed to do so. How could he when no one could? Although it's a simple matter for Han Li, it's a humiliation for the paragon. Of course, the paragon wasn't so stupid to create the same mistake.

"Ancient Paragon, we have to find that fox." Sylvianna said. Her heart was filled with hatred as she spoke, "I won't rest easy unless I take their heads, too."

"You are still in a weakened state after being imprisoned by that saint back in the previous realm." Jin Rou shook his head, "As for the current you, you will just seek death if you face him."

He had a rough outline of how powerful Ancient Paragon was. He was the type to prioritize his life over anything even if it meant sacrificing those he loved. He proved to be this evil and would continue being evil.

"Then should I just let him roam free?" Sylvianna refuted.

"I told you to calm down. Too much hatred will blind your reasoning. Do you think that unnecessary hatred will help you defeat that paragon? No, you will just offer your life to him. In his eyes, you're nothing but a little insect he could swat should you appear." Jin Rou didn't hesitate to slap her with words of reality, "You have lived since the glorious era of your family, yet you acted like a spoiled brat even after so many years."

He paused for a short while and said, "To top it all, you acted high and mighty as if people are below your feet when in fact, you stand no grounds. In this world, your family was a distant past they never wanted to remember."

Sylvianna had never expected to receive such words from Jin Rou. After all, he put up with all her tantrums and all, "What did you say? You're talking as if you felt what I felt."

"Sylvianna Blackmauve, if you want compare what I've been through to yours, your experience will appear mild in my eyes." Jin Rou scoffed. He was telling the truth.

Han Li had lost too many people. Too many to count that he already got numb. He cried many times in the past and regretted some of his choices. Despair, sadness, solitude, that were the things that accompanied him in his journey.

In the few trillion years of living, there were many times he wanted to quit. There were many time he shed tear for something he felt guilty about. There were times he broke down. But no one saw it as Han Li took everything alone. And always alone.

He never wanted those who followed him experience the same. He wanted them to live in peace, and out of the bloody war he was always present in.

In terms of pain, no one would perhaps amount to what Han Li felt in the past. Even Jin Rou, being the possessor of the body, couldn't even imagine how did that person carried such sadness and despair.

Seeing Jin Rou's eyes, Sylvianna couldn't help but shudder. No one was capable of instilling fear in her no matter how strong. Even that saint in the past wasn't successful, but it was different with Jin Rou. Looking at his cold eyes that penetrated her soul. She felt weak and helpless like a little girl.

"So stop thinking that you are the only one in this world who carries a big amount of pain." Jin Rou turned his back. His mood was very soured as he walked away, "The world will go on even if you die. So stop thinking that you are still a privileged princess of a strong lineage. If it's not me, no one will bother saving you."

Seeing the disappearing back of Jin Rou, Sylvianna clenched her fists and bit her lip until it bled.

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Jin Rou installed a camp and decided to stay there for the night. It's somewhere in the north but it's untraceable. He looked up at the starry sky as he muttered, "The stars above, I can easily crush them but it will also affect Mortalis' light."

It was just a passing thought of Jin Rou and he really had no intention of doing so.

He spent hours looking at the same dark sky and he never got bored. It was seldom for him to feel at peace so he was treasuring it.

Soon, a small figure appeared in a black gothic dress. Her movements were slow and hesitating. Jin Rou didn't need to look who it was.

"What do you want?" Jin Rou asked. His voice was cold and distant, not like how he used to talk with Sylvianna.

"I wanted to apologize." Sylvianna gritted her teeth and said it. She knew she would go nowhere if she keep on hesitating, "My mind was clouded with intense hatred that I didn't see the bigger picture. It was wrong of me to act that way."

Her tone was sincere yet forced. She didn't want to apologize but she knew she wouldn't make anything worthy if she didn't know how to concess.

Furthermore, she was aware that Jin Rou was right. She was no longer the spoiled princess of Blackmauve family with a terrifying background. She was no longer protected by anyone but Jin Rou.

With how many people turning greedy for her blood, she would just die in a matter of time if she's alone.

"People commit mistakes, that's natural. However, if you tend to commit on repeating the same mistake, then it's a different story." Jin Rou said.

"I'm willing to learn from my mistakes." Sylvianna knew that she had no say in this. Jin Rou could just abandon her and those bastards wouldn't even hesitate to bare their fangs on her.

"This will be the first and last time, Sylvianna Blackmauve." Jin Rou needed to set things straight. Sylvianna needed to know who was the one controlling the ups and downs of the deal.