[ He's ashamed of how relieved he feels to be out of the Valley. After this long, Wen Kexing isn't afraid of the Ghost Valley any more than he's afraid of a group of stray dogs. He knows his own strength, and the valley itself isn't anything he can't tear down if he wanted to. But what he's really afraid of is the loneliness it brings.

Standing in the middle of the Siji orchard, surrounded by bright lights and endless trees, he feels far less alone. The Ghost Valley Master with no ghosts is a pitiful title to hold. Wen Kexing takes several long moments of slow, heavy breaths before he manages a smile for Zhou Zishu again. ]

I should be happy that it is empty. No one has to be trapped there anymore. I'd rather live on the mountain with A-Xu, holding you in my arms every day.

But... I guess it shouldn't be left like that.