The Sorrowmender

PAID Chapter 105 – To live a simple life or to be remembered through the ages

As the words fell, silence reigned for a moment.

Xu Qingzhou stopped placing his pieces, and Qiushan remained silent, with only the flickering light in his eyes indicating that everything was not at a standstill.

Outside, the cold wind continued to howl, while inside, the flames danced defiantly with the wood, casting shadows on the walls.

The contrast between movement and stillness was clear.

The three children inside had not fallen asleep; instead, they pressed against the wall, listening intently, afraid to miss a single word.

Xu Qingzhou seemed to have finished speaking, but they were left bewildered.

Qingyan was lost in thought, ultimately not understanding a single word, while Wuyou, wide awake, occasionally touched her nose, also failing to comprehend.

Only Xiaobai, stroking his chin and frowning, appeared particularly serious, nodding from time to time, his expression never monotonous, giving the impression of having gained some insight.

Yet, his mind was just as muddled.

Wuyou asked, "Sister, do you understand? What does Master mean?"

Xiaobai glanced at Wuyou; she naturally didn't understand either. What did it mean to die whether you win or lose?

And why, if Qiushan died, would the sky over Cloud City brighten?

These things were too profound for her; she couldn't grasp them. Shouldn't it be a matter of life and death?

With a serious face, she whispered, "It doesn't matter. What's important is whether that uncle agrees or not."

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