Standing beneath the Mount of Ten Thousand Worlds, Lu Lin could already see the shimmering water surface in the distance; this river was probably destined to flow into the endless sea.
The gentle sunlight fell upon Lu Lin and the Little Orange Cat on his shoulder, with a breeze brushing past the lush grass beside them, as though they were amidst an ocean of flowers and plants.
A breathtaking scene.
"Meow."
Lu Lin, are you leaving?
The Little Orange Cat asked reluctantly.
In its heart, it knew Lu Lin definitely had to leave, and it had a premonition that it might not see Lu Lin for quite a long time in the future.
Lu Lin was the first interesting human it had encountered since gaining consciousness, and it couldn't bear to part.
"Yes, but don't worry, we'll surely meet again."
