If Hong Yuan continued to suppress the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, to wallow in trivial affection and love, then the ultimate outcome would be undeniably clear: the two of them would have to part ways due to their divergent paths!
Being as astute as he was, Hong Yuan naturally understood this clearly, as if it were at his fingertips.
Sigh... It seems that, in the end, I must answer the call to the front lines... Hong Yuan sighed inwardly, a somber gleam lurking deep in his eyes.
He then made his decision. He decided to let his Sword Body accompany the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint for her entire life, whether they established a Sword Tao family or became a pair of desperate lovers...
As long as the ending was somewhat joyous, he could face it with equanimity.
"Limin, do you wish to rush to the front lines?"
"I... Yes, I want to rush to the front lines, to offer my strength!"
