900: Fares...

How many people had sworn to spend their lives by another's side? And how many in this world had truly kept that promise?

Mu Tong had been the tie that bound Dan Qiulin for all his life. They had met the wrong people at the wrong time, and fate had played its cruel tricks. In the end, they were parted by death, leaving him to spend the rest of his life alone. Mu Tong was buried here, and Dan Qiulin had buried his heart here with her...

"This is a peach seed from the tree Peach Blossom True Lord left behind. Plant it for your junior sister. You can water it with Dragon Yuan. When the flowers bloom in front of her grave next year, she should be very happy."

Bai Yang took out a peach seed, crystalline as jade, and offered it to him.

Dan Qiulin accepted the seed and clutched it tightly in his hand. He nodded. "Thank you."

Mu Tong had loved flowers. So when Dan Qiulin had buried her, he had asked Bai Yang to coax a profusion of flowers into bloom before her grave. Now Bai Yang had given him this peach seed, and Dan Qiulin was deeply grateful, though he would never show it.

Between men, many things didn't need to be said aloud. It was enough to understand each other.

"Mm. I won't disturb you any longer. While I'm away, please keep an eye on things here."

"Don't worry."

After leaving Dan Qiulin, Bai Yang returned to the little courtyard where he lived and considered the arrangements for his trip to the Great Light Dynasty.

He had originally planned to return to Earth and take a look, but with Lan Xin being such an unstable factor, he could only give up on that