Within the valley, a hush fell for a moment.
The three of them also fell silent.
The story of Su Tianyang was not one filled with overwhelming satisfaction.
A young and forthright hero, who upheld justice and his own moral beliefs, had a handful of close friends to advance alongside with.
But when he realized that everything he faced was beyond his control,
He willingly embraced death, not wanting those around him to suffer a great disaster.
"He protected the people around him... very well."
Yang Xiaoyun clenched Su Mo's hand tightly.
Su Mo nodded gently.
At this moment, Yang Yizhi turned to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun:
"By now, you should understand why I was reluctant to tell you this in the beginning."
Yang Xiaoyun nodded:
"Uncle Su protected all of you with his life, letting this storm end with his death."
"It may not be over..."
Su Mo sighed, "Uncle Yang intended to fake his death to escape and secretly investigate, didn't he?"
"..."
