That night was quite long. It seemed as though something had happened, yet also as though nothing had.
But some things had quietly changed.
At the very least, there were more smiles on the young man's face, and they were more sincerely felt than usual.
Some people might not believe it if told, but Lu PingAn was actually a man of abundant emotion and genuine sincerity toward others. Of course, qualifying as a "person" in his eyes was itself rather difficult.
No matter which world it was, the terminal illness that had nearly killed him had destroyed not only his body, but also his social ties and the so-called "companions" he had once trusted. It had shattered his spirit and fractured his values along with them.
In the end, it was his parents who had pulled the kite string back. He truly valued family greatly—or rather, he valued only family.
He had no real reservations about starting a family. It was simply best to do so in a relatively safer environment and era.
"For now, we'll just stay like this. Unless something unexpected happens, everyone should have a long lifespan anyway." Perhaps he already had—and was longing for more—"family."
It was worth mentioning that Lu PingAn's Courtyard was not particularly effective on quasi-gods, but it still offered considerable benefits to seventh- and eighth-rank Professionals.
Judging from the results, the Rule-level members on their side had also improved greatly during this period.
Of course, the one closest to reaching the eighth rank should have been Phil. Her progress might even have surpassed Lu PingAn's, but her overly young body had held back her advancement.
During this period, the greatest change for Lu PingAn and the Rebirth Merchant Guild had still been the expected one.
"He finally took that step."
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