Tiger Peak Manor.
Having narrowly escaped death at Heqiu Mountain, Shen Ao returned to Tiger Peak Manor, hiding and dodging along the way.
In the manor's cemetery, Yu Yan's coffin was yet to be closed, yet two new graves had been added.
You Wanying stood before the three graves.
Spring had arrived, and new sprouts emerged from the once barren graveyard.
Her gaze was fixed, unrelenting.
At this moment, Shen Ao knelt before the three graves, head lowered, not uttering a word.
After a long while, Shen Ao seemed unable to bear it any longer and spoke.
"Master, I was genuinely afraid at that time, truly scared...
I was cowardly, I was incompetent..."
The expression of remorse and self-reproach on Shen Ao's face didn't seem the least bit feigned.
This time, he indeed wasn't pretending; he didn't even try to find any excuse.
He directly blamed his mistakes on his own cowardice and incompetence.
