Duan Yanran couldn't bear it, that's impossible; if her heart wasn't hurting, that would be a lie.
Strength, reunion.
One can't have both a fish and a bear's paw; Ling Tianyu could only choose strength, for without strength, even if reunited, it would eventually lead to a separation between life and death.
A temporary separation doesn't mean a permanent one.
This bitter longing is hard to bear, especially after having come together through hardships; they should be in the throes of passionate love, yet they have to part.
The departing Ling Tianyu had already arrived at Kunyang Mountain, adjusting his state of mind in preparation for a breakthrough.
Elder Zhu and the others had long been waiting, ready to guide him after his breakthrough. They were prepared, but it was unclear if he was ready; the pain and torment had just begun. The past four months were merely a slight test of their abilities.
This is the true beginning.
