Having stored away the medicine he had prepared, Ye Yin asked, "Master, why did you make this medicine again, and why did you use your own Vital Energy to do so? What exactly is this medicine for?"
The man replied with a somewhat weak voice, "The last one, Mu Han threw away. This medicine..."
He looked down at the small medicine bottle in his hand and remained silent for a while before saying, "Ye Yin, do you think Yingying would blame me if I turned her into a demon?"
He had always been conflicted, continuously hesitating and struggling. A thousand years ago, it was because of the so-called separate paths of immortals and demons that, despite experiencing so much together, they still had not ended up together.
Having finally started over, he did not want to repeat the same mistakes because of this ridiculous notion of good and evil being incompatible, resulting in the current situation.
