Interstellar Travel

"They're deliberately keeping their emotions and excitement in check."

Chu Han understood at once and glanced at Luo Yue beside him.

"I asked them to slow down and rein in their abilities," Luo Yue explained softly.

Chu Han nodded, approval filling his eyes. "You did the right thing. On the path of cultivation, there's no need to rush an increase in combat strength. Only with a steady mind, neither impatient nor restless, can they walk that path with firmer steps.

"For children so young, learning to sheathe their sharp edges and stay true to themselves is far more valuable than showing off their gifts."

Luo Yue's guidance had steered the two little ones clear of the arrogance and impatience that so easily took root in young prodigies, laying the firmest foundation for their future.

As they spoke, the brother and sister reached the school gates.

Their clear eyes swept across the crowd and instantly found Chu Han, who stood tall with an unmistakable presence.

Their eyes lit up. They stared at him, unable to look away.

After more than three years apart, the purest, fiercest longing in the children's hearts surged up all at once.

"Lin Xing, Lin Yue, come to Dad."

Chu Han bent down. The fierce air he carried through countless battles fell away, and his face softened into a smile. His voice was gentle enough to melt the evening breeze.

"Dad!"

"Dad's back!"

The two little ones instantly shed their earlier composure. Their eyes shone, and excitement flushed their small faces red.

Like wild ponies freed from their tethers, they pushed lightly off the ground and shot through the air straight into Chu Han's arms, brimming with joy and affection.

Even the evening breeze seemed sweet and warm that day.

No one was happier than the two