Facing Zhou Yan's inquiry, Lee Ran fell silent.
He raised his head, gazing at the vast night sky, his expression on the face even turning somewhat blurry.
Zhou Yan looked at Lee Ran, only to find that this familiar person seemed to become very unfamiliar, like something very familiar suddenly becoming very strange, giving rise to a feeling of not recognizing him.
Zhou Yan was slightly dazed, because this familiarity and strangeness seemed to impact his heart, making him feel as though he grasped onto a crucial point, yet this crucial matter seemed beyond his reach.
It was like clearly knowing a direction existed, but unable to find this direction.
At this moment, Lee Ran sighed and said, "It's not just you; even I am suddenly a bit lost, not knowing why I exist here. Wasn't I supposed to come here to pass down an inheritance to you, to guide you onto the path of the Heartless Sword Dao?"
