He should've known. No matter what he did, they would not utter a single kind word for him. They feared him when he succeeded and were elated when he failed.
If wherever his feet touched was the demonic path, what was the point of all his perseverance, all this time? What had it all been for?
"I've never really said this to you, but now that it's come to this, there are some things that must be said. I really won't have the chance to in the future."
"...Shut up..." Wei Wuxian muttered. "...Release me..."
"I'm sorry," Wen Qing said. "And thank you."
He was at an utter loss. "...Who can tell me...what I'm supposed to do now?"
Other people had always come to him, asking what they should do. Now, he was the one asking. And no one could give him an answer.