"I saw it..."
Han Su looked up and saw a blurred shadow appear deep within the interwoven Mental Power.
The Tall, Thin Woman.
This time, at last, he wasn't seeing her in someone else's memories, in a photograph, or in an illusion.
By using his memories to pinpoint her and force a resonance between their Mental Powers, he had seen her at the intersection of two misaligned spaces.
It was as if they were looking at each other through a hazy window. Even though he couldn't see her clearly, they had truly met again for the first time in ten years.
In his mind, Han Su's image of her quickly came into focus: tall and slender, her expression cold and weary of the world, almost unchanged from his memories. There was no warmth in her at all, only a cold shadow encountered through a spatial distortion.
As Han Su looked at her, she looked back at him.
Her gaze was deep, her expression calm.
She must have imagined countless times what Han Su would look like when she saw him again.
Though she had already seen him from afar beneath the Mother Body Divine Tree, this genuine reunion meant something different.
Would she see a child sobbing because his mother had abandoned him? Or one consumed by rage at being sent to the Ancient Castle, like White Corpse? Or a child yearning for his mother's love, made anxious and uneasy by this very reunion?
Her pride and scornful nature made her certain that she would dislike any of those possibilities, perhaps even feel repulsed by them.
But only now, seeing him clearly and meeting his gaze, did she realize to her surprise that Han Su was none of those things.
He was sitting in a chair reading, as if waiting