Just as he would after waking in the morning, Fu Tailan stretched his limbs out long.
A crushing weight seemed to press down on his chest, forcing his breath to crawl painfully between his ribs.
But he still couldn't help but smile; almost content, he closed his eyes under the pouring rain.
"Kai Luonan's Path is gone? So what are you worried about?"
He said with a faint, wheezing laugh, "Hasn't Kai Luonan retired? Isn't the Path useless now? Are you heartbroken that at his age, he still has some grand, unfulfilled ambitions in the Nest?"
The weight on his chest suddenly increased—then was forcibly lightened the next moment.
Fu Tailan savored Chaisi's tangible rage and pain. "...Ah, I get it now."
After saying this, he shut his mouth and lay where he was, refusing to say another word.
After several seconds, Chaisi finally ground out through clenched teeth, word by word, "Do you think I'm going to ask you what you get?"
