Hell, not even his advisors back home asked that. It was always what did the sect leader want done, or who did he want whipped. There was never such a question as to what he needed from someone else.

"I don't know."

He didn't. He never had people just do this for him--well, he had Yanli, but she wasn't here and had her own life to run. He wasn't going to go running all the way back home to tell her what happened! What, two brothers got into another tiff? That was like saying the tea was brewed every day!

Cheng looked broken and defeated. He didn't know what he wanted. He didn't know if he should run out and try and fix it again even though he knew full well it wouldn't work. If it worked, they wouldn't be here like this. Again. A horrible, nightmarish...fucking time loop in Cheng's head.

"I wish I did. I want to stop this but it keeps happening and every time I try to change it, it just...fucking crumbles like a rock slide."