The setting sun sank westward, dyeing the surface of the Luo River a golden red.
Xiao Qing stood by the riverbank with his hands behind his back, watching the sun gradually sink beneath the horizon.
Soft footsteps sounded behind him.
Luo Qingxian walked over and stopped beside him.
She had changed into a clean dress and tied up her hair again.
The sunset fell across her face, making those eyes poised between pale gold and glazed crystal shine especially brightly.
"What are you looking at, Senior?"
She followed Xiao Qing's gaze, yet saw only the river surface dyed red by the sunset.
"The water."
Xiao Qing said.
Luo Qingxian tilted her head at him, confusion flashing through her eyes.
"What is there to see in water?"
Xiao Qing smiled but did not answer.
He was not looking at the water, but at what this river would become more than fifty thousand years later.
Glazed starlight, spiritual veins surrounding the divine city, inheritance light orbs and seals buried at the riverbed for tens of thousands of years...
And the white-haired girl standing by the riverbank.
When Luo Qingxian saw that he would not answer, she did not press him.
She merely stood quietly beside him, looking at the same stretch of river.
The silence lasted a long time.
"Senior."
Luo Qingxian suddenly spoke.
"You said you were a traveler pursuing ancient ruins and the truths of heaven and earth. Have you been to many places?"
"Some."
"What is the world outside... like?"
Xiao Qing turned to look at her.
There was a flame in the girl's eyes, small yet bright.
She longed to see a broader world.
"The outside world is vast."
Xiao Qing withdrew his gaze and looked toward the darkening sky.
"This continent is only one corner of the