The death of Wei Xuan indeed took him by surprise.
Although the two of them had not interacted much and had no real friendship to speak of, seeing Wei Xuan choose to destroy his own Divine Soul just to kill Sikong Che was still somewhat moving.
Wei Xuan, or rather Wu Lie, had a fundamental sadness to him.
Compared to struggling on in an irresistible fate, this man chose to burn out his life, blooming for a brief moment like fireworks.
It was only then that Chen Mo finally understood what Wei Xuan meant when he said that day at the Qilin Pavilion, "As long as you don't overturn the table, I won't intervene."
His real intention was not to warn him to follow the rules, but to imply that as long as he had the ability to overturn the table, he was prepared to help him at the critical moment!
"Mr. Wei..."
"I suppose he died for the right reasons, didn't he?"
Chen Mo sighed and stopped thinking too much, turning to walk toward the East Wing.
