In the vast galactic age, with the aid of the Kindling Tome, humanity seemed to have conquered the entire starfield. Yet in truth, the distance across space and time still left most ordinary people stranded in far-flung corners of the starfield, able only to gaze toward one another and miss the faces preserved in their memories.
Aside from the Military Channel and certain special channels, current internet technology was still insufficient to support communication beyond a single province. Even most local networks were limited to interconnection within the same planet.
Under such circumstances, communication across star regions had become a relatively extravagant affair.
People still wrote letters.
These letters were transmitted through designated large-scale stargates and, if one was lucky, distributed to their recipients relatively quickly.
The letter in Ronan's hand bore a fiery red seal reserved for express delivery, yet it had still taken a full week to reach him after passing through countless hands.
This was a letter Su Xiao had sent a week ago.
"Dragon Capital Province really is so far away."
Thinking of that clever yet overly kind-hearted girl, Ronan could not help but sigh softly.
He still found it somewhat regrettable.
It was rare for him to meet someone he liked on this planet, yet for some inexplicable reason, she had chosen to exile herself.
Ronan had not been wrong when he said she was running away.
She was indeed running from many things. Her reasons certainly were not wrong, but Ronan still disapproved of her choice.
Perhaps having been caged for too long, the canary had lost its pride and sharpness, even losing the courage to struggle.
Ronan could do nothing about that. There was only so much he could do. If Su Xiao truly wanted to step out from beneath her family's shadow,