Closer than family.
After the master's departure, he severed all emotions, focusing solely on his practice, achieving mastery.
Flowers bloom and fade, morning turns to night, light and darkness alternate. In endless years, he has long been solitary, transcending the mundane world.
Now someone tells him they are to be friends, like family.
This subtle feeling is quite unfamiliar, and the touch to his heart leaves him at a loss.
Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he silently recites the Supreme Calming Mantra.
Abandoning all distractions, as cultivation is inherently tedious and monotonous, the long solitude of training is a norm, so how could mere words from others disturb the path of cultivation.
Just when he steadfastly fixed this thought, he heard a clear female voice from outside.
"Ah Mo, where do you think this is? It's so dark you can't see your hand in front of you, it's really creepy."
