The Hierophant ought to have embodied honor and dignity—a divine messenger faithfully traversing the path of God's will.

Yet, he succumbed to the Devil's whispers, a frail man unable to fend off temptation—an outcome for which you were to blame. How was Jing Yuan expected to remain steadfast in his devotion when your beguiling gaze held him captive?

"Your destiny is a tapestry of woe, my child," he deceitfully uttered, his composure unbroken. All a ploy to enslave you further.