Chapter 1678: Did Too Many Things Wrong
Lord Xiong showed some interest: "Oh, I’d like to hear. You, a newcomer who’s only had immortality for a few years, what insights do you have on eternal life?"
Gu Fan spread his hands and then smiled: "Insights are a bit of an exaggeration, but as an observer, I’ll share my feelings."
"Alright!" Lord Xiong nodded, appearing genuinely willing to listen.
Gu Fan continued, "I remember the Big Boss telling me before that after he gained immortality and endured the vast passage of time, he gradually stopped caring about anything—because he could have everything, and he could lose everything."
Lord Xiong added, "That’s right, you’ll experience the same. For example, in matters of emotions, you have Lin Xi, Su Hui, Li Shi, and there will be other women waiting for you in the future. In time, you won’t care about feelings or love as much as you do now."
Gu Fan chuckled, his expression slightly awkward: "I admit, you’re right about that. I also believe that a hundred years from now, I won’t love any single woman as intensely as I might now. But that’s emotional fading, not emotional disappearance."
Upon hearing this, Lord Xiong’s brow furrowed, as if something extinguished deep within him had been rekindled by Gu Fan’s words.
Gu Fan continued, "The Big Boss still hates you, Lord Xiong—that is an emotion. And Zhuo Hang, over millennia, has never given up trying to deal with the Big Boss for revenge on your behalf—that too is an emotion. To them, you are irreplaceable; you are unique."
"We immortals can afford to not care about certain things or people because to us, whatever is lost can often be regained. But the problem lies in this: those things or people may be lost, but they must not be absent." Gu Fan looked directly at Lord Xiong, each word spoken with conviction: "Over endless time, we lose people and meet new ones. We may not care about these people deeply, but we cannot be without them. Otherwise, enduring time, accompanied only by loneliness, becomes truly tormenting. So I want to ask you, Lord Xiong—without companions, without someone to talk to, without someone to extend a hand when you need help—what kind of life is that? And how long has it been?"