"After the Return... everything before our eyes, along with what Wanjun and Miss Mo created, will vanish into nothing, won't it?" Li suddenly asked in a low voice.
"Mm." Xia Fan nodded lightly.
It would be a cataclysm that split heaven and shattered earth, remaking the entire world.
"Then... do the things they're doing now still have any meaning?"
Xia Fan knew what she was worried about.
He reached out and gently brushed her ear and the back of her head. "Even if everything must be torn down and begun anew, even if all living beings cease to exist, we cannot ignore the present because of that ending. After all, we live in the present, not the future. As long as we can find even a trace of fulfillment in it, we cannot say it has no meaning."
Li gave a soft acknowledgment and said no more.
Her gaze moved away from the grapes and settled on the child playing with Qian Zhi, tenderness welling in her eyes.
A moment later, a guard entered the garden, approached Xia Fan, and bowed. "My lord, the elf High Priestess wishes to see you. She says she has an important matter to report."
"I understand."
Xia Fan turned to Li, but before he could speak, she waved him off. "Don't mind me. Go on. Business comes first."
When he arrived at the palace reception hall, High Priestess Sainiya had already been waiting at the long table for quite some time.
The passage of time seemed to have no effect on her. Even Aili had grown into a graceful beauty, yet Sainiya still looked exactly as she had seven or eight years ago.
"Go ahead," Xia Fan said without preamble.
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