"Don’t worry. I’ll help you deal with the rumors. You have nothing to do with the Blood Path and shouldn’t be in this mess. The least I can do is make sure you stay far away from the dark side of life," the Shaman said lightly. "Just return to the Royal Academy of Music and stay there. Soon, order will return and Avalon will become peaceful once again. You’ll be able to live your own life too, Ye Qingxuan."
But the youth did not reply and instead just lowered his head. After a long time, he asked in response, "Do you think I will?"
The old man was stunned. "Is my promise not enough?"
Ye Qingxuan chuckled and shook his head. "It’s not about promising to solve the problem." The Shaman was about to say something, but the youth continued. "Even if you can protect me, if I do get involved with the Blood Path one day, would you choose Avalon’s Shadow or the insignificant child of an old friend?