I might even… even be able to take revenge on the sect that destroyed my clan. I will rise above them all. They won't know what hit them.
Dou Xinshi's breath grew heavy, his teeth clenched with force.
He could feel the fire of vengeance burning inside him, a new purpose taking root in his heart.
The memories of his fallen clan - his family, his people - were still fresh, searing through his mind.
Now he had a chance to make it all right!
The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that this was the path. The path of vengeance, the path of power, and the path of eternal noodles.
I have to. I can't fail again. I must return…
"I must buy more noodles!" Dou Xinshi muttered, pacing down the street with wide eyes and tightened fists.
His lips curled into a grin he didn't realize was there. Then that grin widened. And widened.
Until he started laughing.
Out loud.
Right there in the middle of the road.
"HAHAHA! I must return! The instant noodles shall be my dao!"
