Xing Luoye's eyes snapped up to meet his.
And before he could stop himself, before he could reconsider or soften his response, the answer came out without any hesitation.
"No." He did not blink or waver. "I never regret it." His voice remained steady, certain, and devoid of doubt.
"After mating with her…" he continued more slowly, "…I have never regretted it." His gaze softened just slightly, though the weight in his voice only deepened.
"The only thing I regret…" He paused briefly.
"…is that I doubted her." His fingers tightened again as he spoke.
"She is… such a pure soul, and I…" His voice dropped lower. "…gave her pain and tears, and that is the only regret in my life."
For a moment, the wind seemed louder, as if it had risen just to fill the space left by his confession.
Then, unexpectedly, Xing Luoguang laughed. It was low, but not mocking or joyful... but filled with a strange sense of understanding.
