In silence, Da Huang walked to Malin’s side, whimpering as it looked at Malin, who finally picked up the urn belonging to Mrs. Xia and gently held it, pushing it into the empty frame next to Mr. Xia. As it was pushed in, a new projection appeared beside Mr. Xia, displaying a young lady with beautiful chestnut hair, sitting on a hospital bed in a patient gown, her complexion looking somewhat pale as she faced the camera. "Nantian, why are you filming me?" "I want to leave memories of us for our daughter, dear, say something," came Xia Nantian’s voice from off-camera as a nurse carrying an infant walked into shot, handing the little one to the mother. Looking at the daughter in her arms, the young woman hesitated as a mother, but upon hearing her daughter’s babbling, a smile gradually bloomed on her face. As she glanced at the camera, she opened her mouth without further hesitation: "Zoe, I don’t know when your dad will let you see this, but your mom has been diagnosed with an incurable disease. I don’t want to become a machine... So, forgive me, because maybe one day, I will have to leave you and dad ahead of time... So my daughter, please forgive your mom, and more importantly, forgive your dad. He tried as a husband, he struggled as a father, it’s mom who can’t stand the pain, mom wants to escape life... So, my daughter, if one day your father plays this recording to you, pleading for your forgiveness... please make sure you forgive him, my daughter. Your dad is a mortal, he’s a policeman, but he is mom’s favorite hero, and likely will be your favorite hero, Zoe, too... So, Zoe, my daughter, also try to love him, okay?" After speaking, the lady’s breath grew hurried, and young Xia Nantian seemed to hand the camera to someone else, as he walked into the shot, embracing his wife: "Please, dear, have the surgery, with it, at least you can live a few more years and spend more time with me and Zoe." "But I’m scared, dear, I’m afraid that if I get on the operating table, I won’t be able to come back down." The lady’s face was full of fear: "I’m scared that if I die, I’ll look so terrible that you wouldn’t even want to give me one last hug." "Nonsense, I’m hugging you now." Sometimes, love and being loved is just this simple; Malin watched the husband and wife holding each other, listening to their conversation. Even if Malin thought of himself having a heart of stone, he couldn’t help but sigh — the collected intelligence revealed, in the end, Mrs. Xia chose to proceed with the surgery, her bravery commendable, but the following year was ruthless. Fate unfurled its harshest cruelty, and Mrs. Xia died in a car crash. Mr. Xia, struggling in pain, finally emerged from the shadow and vowed to take good care of Zoe. But due to scheming villains and madmen stirring trouble, Mr. Xia’s final wish couldn’t be fulfilled. Their family’s displayed agony before Malin was just a mere speck in the vast echo of destruction during that era. If those damned individuals appeared before Malin, he was certain the most tragic death awaited them. Thinking of this, Malin turned to look at Xia Zoe. The girl kneeling on the ground had tears streaming down her face; the twisted, distorted visage was gone, replaced by the Xia Zoe Malin initially saw at the bottom low-level of the care cabin. Her mother’s message dissolved the hate in her heart, and her sobbing brought Da Huang to her front, the big dog licked her face, comforting its young master. Malin then placed the collected ashes of Da Huang into the box frame marked with Da Huang’s name. After that, Malin walked to Zoe’s side, squatted down, and opened his hand to her, lying within were two World Tree Sapling fruits. "Zoe, there are two paths before you. One path, I will fully purify you, and then personally push your ashes into your family’s grave." As he spoke, Malin no longer concealed his power. In an instant, the whole world turned black and white, and in this world, everyone could directly glance into Malin’s soul. In Sage Fang’s eyes, Malin’s soul was entirely different from his worldly soul; it was an aged old man who seemed utterly ordinary and unassuming, albeit with vast constellations spreading behind him, while he squatted before a small Wraith, holding what appeared as poison to it in his palm. In Sage Yu’s eyes, Malin was a foreign entity with pointed ears, divine sparks gleaming in his eye sockets, silently confronting the girl ahead, much like the solemn giant standing behind him. In Zoe’s eyes, her brother Malin appeared like a corpse, pale soul fire wandering within his eye sockets. Another path, consume the fruit, purify yourself, and you’ll have a very long time in this world. Malin looked at the girl before him, though she was a child, she would eventually need to learn to live on her own, so Malin gave her a choice, to live as a beacon of goodness or to truly pass into history.