Wang Zhan noticed the Sword Spirit's increasingly somber expression. He gently patted the Sword Spirit on the shoulder and then smiled as he spoke, "Since everything has already passed, you shouldn't dwell on it any longer, and I believe your first master wouldn't want to see you like this."
"Furthermore, your current state is much better than it was before, and the past is already the past. No one can live forever in the past, right?"
Beside him, the Sword Spirit nodded, gratefully glancing at Wang Zhan before speaking softly, "If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be like this now. I would still be a wandering Soul on the Star War Battlefield, and if I encountered some unsavory masters, I believe it would have only gotten worse for me..."
Wang Zhan said no more.
Since they were able to meet, perhaps it was fate.
