WeiLin.

Time passes and the sun sets. He and TiShan remained in that house the whole afternoon, while he nervously waited to be summoned.
Eventually, they were given dinner and some delicious natural drinks and TiShan went to sleep, while he still remained sat on the porch.

He doesn't know at what time, exactly, but ZhuShen returns to him and tells him that the Clan Leader is ready to meet him.
He stands up right away and follows the man through a very long path that leads to a seemingly infinite staircase at the side of one of the waterfalls.
It is a long walk and quite scary too, as the height keeps growing at every step.

While heading up, he suddenly stops and bends, catching a little snail that ended up on the stairs. He tries to make it cling to the mountainwall, but it retired into its shell, so he just places it back on the ground, but out of the way.
ZhuShen stopped when he realised that WonPil wasn't following anymore and observed the entire scene with a soft smile.

After over an hour of climbing on those stairs, they finally reach the entrance of a cave, that leads behind the waterfall itself.
«Follow the path, you can't be mistaken. Be careful not to slip, the ground is wet», says ZhuShen, always acting very kind and patient with him, despite he was rather slow on the stairs.
WonPil is worried and scared, but he has no choice. He must see the Clan Leader and find out what's the matter.
He keeps himself clung to the wall while hesitantly proceeding through the short tunnel, that ends in a wide openess.

As soon as he steps out of the tunnel, he looks at the waterfall. It's quite breathtaking, but he then remembers that the Clan Leader must be there too.
He slowly turns to the other side and indeed notices there is someone else there. He doesn't look at his face though, he just sees his clothes: a wide hanfu, of the same colours of his, but even more detailed.
He approaches the man of some steps and bows to him, being as formal as he can.

Silence. It soon starts to feel heavy, so much that he drops on his knees, but the other man catches him before he could reach the ground and helps him to stands straight again, holding him by arm.
«You are just like her…» murmurs the Clan Leader.
WonPil's eyes widen at his words. He can't know for sure, but his mind immediately goes to the mother he knows nothing about.
«LanPu…»
WonPil can't hold himself anymore, he bursts into tears. From the moment he approached that man, he felt some kind of familiarity with him, as if he had always known him. Even before WeiLin says it, he already knows what he is going to tell him, who he is to him.
As he starts to cry, the Clan Leader pulls him in his arms right away.
«Mianhamnida», sobs WonPil.
«Do not, ever, apologize for your feelings. In however form they manifest themselves… my child…»