"But over the years, almost no one has asked me, your disciple, if I've been doing well..."
"Of course, I, Bail Qingling, don't need anyone else's concern."
"Yet, for some reason..."
"Just now, hearing Master ask me with such concern, I only felt that the misfortunes and persecutions I'd suffered before didn't seem so significant anymore..."
In the end, the young boy once again rushed into the arms of this Master he was meeting for the first time.
At this moment, the eldest son of the Bai Family completely relaxed the tension in his heart, built up over many years, burying his head entirely into the embrace of the beautiful Master, crying out without regard.
"Ah, disciple, you..."
Faced with the young boy's sudden emotional breakdown, the black-clad woman was somewhat taken aback, but soon, she showed a loving expression, reaching out her hands to embrace the disciple willingly.
The sunset spread across the sky, petals fluttered everywhere.
