{He had lost that sense of camaraderie in the middle of his schemes. Keeping his power, his control, had meant everything to him and he had sacrificed Xue Yang like he was nothing.

But then he had missed him. He had been the one to gather his friend's body - or, rather, he sent out orders to have it done. In his mind, the Daozhangs had betrayed Xue Yang - not the other way around.

Yet thinking like that is probably some form of madness.}

I know. {He rubs over Xue Yang's chest.} I saw what had become of you. They failed you. I failed you. If he isn't willing to take you back, I am.