"Are you going on a journey?"
"Yes."
"Over the past five years, you have taught the Four Finches without reservation. Though named Four Finches, each of them now surpasses the Lion King in power."
"Yes."
"So..."
Hua Linglong took a deep breath, her expression heavy, weary, and on the verge of discomfort as she looked at the man in front of her and asked, "When will you return?"
Song Yan paused in silence.
Yet Hua Linglong already showed a smile, a peaceful smile, an expression that quickly gathered all emotions, leaving no trace of heaviness, fatigue, or discomfort. One might even think the emotions seen in her eyes were an illusion.
She was inherently someone skilled at acting, mixing truth with falsehood, making it difficult for others to discern.
She asked lightly, "Will you come back?"
This time, Song Yan nodded, saying, "It's just that the time might be long, I'm not sure.
