Liao Ran: "If one's heart is small, all their sufferings even as large as a house, can only be crammed into that small corner. But if one's heart were as vast as heaven and earth, then even if their troubles were as large as a mountain, they would become nothing more than a droplet of water in the endless sea."

Chang Geng was stunned for a long while after reading these words. He lifted his eyes to look at Master Liao Ran as he placed all the papers that had been filled with words inside the brazier, slowly burning them all.

"Master, you said to me on that day, 'without knowing suffering, one would not believe in Buddha'. Now that I have come to know the taste of suffering, I am here to listen to Buddha's teachings, may I request of you to show me the right path?"

Chapter 4: Misfortune

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Amid everything, perhaps an unnamed god had mentioned to Marshal Gu, who was at the end of the horizon, that his son was about to be tricked into running away from home by a bald donkey. In short, while writing his report back to the Emperor after the Black Iron Camp had set out for one month, Gu Yun actually remembered to write a letter home to Chang Geng.

The very familiar handwriting that Chang Geng had copied many times before wrote a lot of pages. First, he confessed his mistakes earnestly, then using words that could reach the boy's heart, he explained reasonably and eloquently as to why he had left without bidding goodbye. Finally, he expressed how much he missed Chang Geng straightforwardly and promised that if the Northwest was safe, he would return to the manor before the end of the year for new year celebration.

Chang Geng read through it from start to finish, then put it aside with a smile, because even if he used his toe to think, he would still know that this letter didn't come from the hands of the Marquis of Order himself.

The sickeningly sweet words such as 'separated by thousands of miles, tossing and turning all night', 'eat more and dress warmly, don't let me be worried', were impossible to have sprouted from the soil of Gu Yun's head. He could tell from the lengthy words and sentences that Shen Yi wrote them in Gu Yun's stead.

At most, the bastard yifu only copied them down.

However, Chang Geng sadly came to realize that even though he was fully aware of this, when he imagined that these words had really come out of the pen in Gu Yun's hand, he could not help but want to engrave every single one into his eyes.

Unfortunately, Gu Yun did not keep his promise.