"Hehe, then if I get the chance someday, I'll have to take a good look."
Qian Renxue answered Sunday with a laugh, then spoke again.
"Then... don't you feel lonely, sir? Leaving your homeland all alone and coming somewhere so remote..."
Sunday smiled faintly at her words, finding them interesting.
"This is the greatest difference between you and me. We never approach things from the same angle.
You only see the surface of a problem, so the answers you find are only surface-deep.
When dealing with something, you cannot look at just one side. Otherwise, you will only ever see part of it.
Only those who feel lonely call it isolation. For those who enjoy solitude, it is called freedom!"
After hearing this, Qian Renxue nodded.
Sunday stood up and brushed his shoulders.
"All right, I've said everything I needed to say to you. Go."
Something flickered in Qian Renxue's eyes. She bowed slightly to Sunday, then turned and flew out of the woods.
Meanwhile, Bibi Dong placed the gifts she had prepared on the table in Qian Renxue's room. She cast a lingering look at them, reluctant to leave, then prepared to go.
As the Supreme Pontiff, she had countless matters to handle every day. She had only come to see Qian Renxue because she simply could not stop worrying about her.
Just as she was about to leave, Qian Renxue landed in front of her.
Looking at the things arranged on the table behind Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue regarded her with a complicated expression.
"Xue'er? You... why are you back?"
Panic flashed across Bibi Dong's face at the sight of Qian Renxue. She had been caught red-handed so quickly.
Qian Renxue composed herself before speaking in a deliberately indifferent tone.
"What are you doing? Didn't you say we