The day had not yet darkened.
"Where did the Sword Maiden go?"
The two disciples shook their heads.
Although Su Bei was somewhat puzzled, he was certain nothing dangerous would happen here in Wu City. As it happened, he was just about to find the Saintess to deliver those hundred boxes of preserves, and he planned to bring the Sword Maiden back with him on the return trip.
The sunlight was very warm. Su Bei greatly enjoyed this feeling, knowing well that to maintain such warmth long-term, one needed the strength to protect it.
What's the use of strength if not for protection? I don't want to be the male protagonist of some Japanese anime...
Finally stepping out of the courtyard, Su Bei paused. He felt it necessary to clearly explain his earlier words to his two disciples.
"One only cherishes what is lost, yet it's a pity to not know who will accompany one then..."
"This is the true meaning of knowing who will join one."
"..."
