A lump in his throat, not bile this time but something much worse: feelings. "It's not a memory I care to dwell on," he explains, and takes another careful sip of tea.
"If it hadn't happened, I might not have transmigrated and learned cultivation," he points out in neutral tones. "I might not have ever come to Trench and met my friend Jin Guangyao. I cannot...think of the experience itself in a positive light, but ultimately I have benefitted in several ways since."
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A lump in his throat, not bile this time but something much worse: feelings. "It's not a memory I care to dwell on," he explains, and takes another careful sip of tea.
"If it hadn't happened, I might not have transmigrated and learned cultivation," he points out in neutral tones. "I might not have ever come to Trench and met my friend Jin Guangyao. I cannot...think of the experience itself in a positive light, but ultimately I have benefitted in several ways since."