"Little ones, thank you for your companionship and care over the years."
"I'm leaving now."
"If there's a chance, I'll come back to see you."
Luo Xiu stood on the edge of the pond, looking at the quirky little heads popping out of the water, his eyes betraying a hint of reluctance. Although the little creatures couldn't speak, they possessed emotions just like humans.
As if they understood his words and knew he was about to leave, many of them suddenly started to wail, shedding tears of sorrow.
Luo Xiu slowly raised his right hand. A stream of Fortune-Forming Power emerged from his palm, quietly merging into the pond.
"Farewell, everyone..."
Luo Xiu steeled his heart and turned to leave. That stream of Fortune-Forming Power was his final gift of fortune to them.
Hua Muyan followed behind him, her expression slightly somber. "After being together for forty years, it's really hard to suddenly leave these little ones."
