In just a moment, he had regained his previous vitality.
"What you said, Fellow Daoist, I indeed hadn't considered before."
Chu Ning looked at Cen Zijin's expression at this moment, knowing that although the other had been moved, she had not made up her mind.
He didn't try to persuade her further, and simply continued gazing at the distant lake and its shimmering waves.
"On the path of cultivation, some ties must eventually be severed."
Cen Zijin gave Chu Ning a deep look, shifted her gaze to the distance, and spoke no more.
...
Over the next month or so, the two returned to their previous routines.
Practicing cultivation, healing injuries.
Only, the time they occasionally spent together in conversation seemed a bit longer than before.
Another month passed in the blink of an eye.
After lunch this day, Cen Zijin hesitated before finally speaking:
"Chu Ning, my injuries have completely healed. It's been too long since I left the Cen Family.
