Bai Meng actually began to dance and sing.
He felt that there should still be someone in the Bai Family, wasn’t Bai Xiang there?
The song was in a language they didn’t understand, undulating gently.
Like a warm breeze, it brushed past their ears.
Until it reached Bai Zhi.
The initial inclination to smile turned into nothing but respect and solemnity.
It bestowed upon them a sense of sanctity.
Bai Dan closed his eyes, and all his memories flooded back in that moment.
He had seen Xingxing’s cautiousness, sometimes even feeling too guilty to look at her.
That silly child, back then, must have thought she wasn’t his granddaughter.
Believed she was just an outsider.
Xingxing’s past life had been too bitter, far too harsh.
His own inaction had also made him one of the murderers who had killed Xingxing.
So he wanted to sacrifice everything to give Xingxing a fresh start.
It was unexpected that they would go to a strange world together and experience another lifetime.
Now, everything was starting anew.
Yet Xingxing was once again in danger.
Once, he viewed protecting the Bai Family as more important than anything else; he was the selfish one.
The first time he saved Xingxing, he fell into a coma, and as a result, Bai Da, that bastard, thought he was dead.
So he was taken away by his master, and by the time he returned, he heard they had killed him.
He regretted it, regretted not telling Xingxing earlier not to care about those bastards.
That’s why in the end, Xingxing left in despair.
Now that Xingxing had a new beginning, he would let no one harm her.
That’s what Bai Dan told himself.
Moh Li closed his eyes, and before him appeared the image of his grandfather, who had taught him how to recognize herbs and how to begin studying from a young age.
What was the reason he wanted to study medicine at first? Because he wanted to become a person like his grandfather.
Someone who could relieve people of their ailments and bring hope.
But could he still have hope?
As the mist gradually dissipated, Moh Li’s wounds were also properly dressed.
Bai Zhi was pulled back.
Her originally pale little face slowly gained a blush.
Even her cold hands and feet began to warm.
The Bai Family’s ancestral tablets had been returned to their original place, and Bai Meng was somewhat drained.
Moh Li quickly went to support him, sighing.
"Ah, I’m a bit tired from such a small scene, just a little bit older now."
With a look of ease, Bai Meng caused Bai Dan some heartache. His master could have stayed out of it, but for him and Xingxing, he was willing to give everything.
He was immensely grateful.
"Master, didn’t you say that you would never age?"
But now, Bai Meng’s hair had already turned white in some places.
"Alright, you guys take Xingxing back to the hospital, and I need to rest."
Bai Meng waved them off and closed his eyes, clearly tired.
"Okay, I will take Xingxing back, Moh Li, let’s go."
Bai Dan nodded, ready to follow Moh Li and take Xingxing away.
As Bai Zhi slowly awoke from her daze, she saw Bai Dan by her side.
Her lips moved slightly.
Bai Dan held Bai Zhi’s hand tightly and spoke firmly.
"Grandpa knows everything, you don’t have to say anything, as long as you can get better."
For Bai Dan, as long as Bai Zhi could recover, that was enough for everything.
"Xingxing, I still need to go back later. Third Grandpa is alone at home, and I’m afraid he might set the house on fire."
"Be careful, grandpa."
Bai Zhi spoke weakly, and upon hearing this, Bai Dan couldn’t help but nod, because the Ancestor was too terrifying.