On a spring afternoon, the sun shone slantingly on the ancient streets of Kyoto. Rinko, Mahiro and a few friends were sitting around under a cherry blossom tree, talking about playing ball in a relaxed manner.Their laughter and conversations mingled together, seeming to add a bit of vitality to this ancient city.However, this peaceful atmosphere was soon broken. Zhenxun began to feel uneasy because he overheard Qi Xin and others' unintentional remarks about playing ball.

Although the words of Qi Xin and others were unintentional, they touched the sensitive nerve deep in Zhen Xun's heart.She thought of her mother and the painful memory buried deep in her heart.Zhenxun's mother was once an excellent golfer, but died in an accident, leaving Zhenxun alone to face the coldness and ruthlessness of the world.Whenever he hears the topic of playing basketball, Zhenxun can't help but think of his mother, and an unspeakable sadness wells up in his heart.

Just when Zhenxun was immersed in his own thoughts, a shocking news suddenly came - Kaneie fainted in the palace.This news was like a thunder, instantly breaking the tranquility of Kyoto.Abe Seimei, a well-respected onmyoji, quickly rushed to Kane's side and performed a prayer ceremony for him.However, disappointingly, the prayer ceremony had no effect, and Kanye's condition still did not improve.

After the Taoist priest and other brothers learned the news, they immediately rushed to the Kane family to take care of them.They took turns waiting at Kane's bedside, praying and keeping vigil for him.Their eyes were full of worry and helplessness, as if they were silently bearing the family's misfortune.

At the same time, an unexpected person suddenly appeared at the door of Zhen Xun's house - Dao Kane.He is the killer of Zhenxun's mother, and he has always been a knot in Zhenxun's heart.Dao Jian's arrival caught Zhen Xun off guard, and she was unprepared to face the murderer of her mother.Mahiro's heart was filled with anger and sadness, but she held back her tears and stood firmly in front of Dokane.

Dao Jian looked at Zhen Xun, a trace of guilt and helplessness flashed in his eyes.He knew that his past could not be erased, nor could he use any words to make up for the harm he had caused to Zhenxun.He stood silently in front of Zhenxun, as if waiting for her to say something.

However, Zhenxun did not pounce on him angrily as Dojan expected. She took a deep breath and said in a calm and firm voice: “What are you doing here?”Although her voice was calm, it revealed an undoubted power.

Dao Jian was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke: “I'm here to apologize to you.” His voice was trembling, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

Zhenxun sneered: “Apologise?Do you think an apology can make up for my mother's life?”A flash of anger flashed in her eyes, but she still tried to stay calm.

Dao Jian lowered his head and said nothing more.He knew that his apology could not change the facts of the past, nor could it eliminate the hatred in Zhenxun's heart.But he still hopes to express his guilt and repentance in some way.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a voice suddenly came: “Zhenxun, let him go.”This voice is Zhenxun's grandmother. She has been secretly paying attention to the conversation between Zhenxun and Daokane.

Zhenxun looked back at his grandmother, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.She didn't understand why her grandmother wanted Dou Jian to leave. Did she forget how her mother died?

Grandma gently patted Makoto's hand and said in a gentle but firm voice: “Hatred will only make people more painful. Only by letting go of hatred can your soul be truly relieved.”Although her words were simple, they deeply touched Zhenxun's heart.

Zhenxun was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.She knew her grandmother was right. Hatred would not bring her any benefit, it would only make her suffer more.She decided to let go of her hatred and let Dojan leave.

Dokan looked at Zhenxun's decision, a trace of gratitude and respect flashed in his eyes.He bowed deeply, then turned and left Zhenxun's home.His back looked a little lonely and lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun, but he knew that he had made the right choice.

Zhenxun looked at Dao Jian's leaving figure, feeling a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.She knew that she had taken the first step to let go of her hatred. Although the process was difficult, she believed that she would move towards spiritual liberation step by step.