Chapter 167: The Ring

Falcona couldn't express her feelings. There was a sense of joy in having helped Ulysses, a sense of accomplishment in finally influencing him, but also endless heartache. Though she had agreed to let go, it was more heartbreaking than holding onto him. He kissed the back of her hand with a devout expression, his movements careful as if she were some delicate piece of art. She pursed her lips. Since they would eventually part ways, then for this moment, she wanted to fulfill her duty as Ulysses's lover: "Can you talk to me about... Miss Ashina? I sense the pain you're suppressing, and sometimes it helps to let it out." "What happened that night? I remember she had just been rescued, was it because she had been sealed for too long and her vitality weakened?" Ulysses was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to ask this now. Then, he closed his eyes in pain, gritting his teeth, a slight groan escaping through them: "I was supposed to come after you that night, but my mother's co