Great Dream Marsh.
The vast waters stretch endlessly, majestic and boundless.
"Qing Yi, since this is not to your liking, let's part here."
Lu Changsheng suddenly looked at Chu Qingyi, sighed and said, "With our parting today, I will consider this time as nothing but a dream. When we meet again in the future, let us regard each other as fellow Daoists."
While speaking, he released Chu Qingyi's slender, fair hand and slowly put on a ring.
As if noticing Chu Qingyi's puzzlement, Lu Changsheng whispered, "It's just a little trinket I bought earlier, doesn't cost much, just consider it a memento. If you don't like it, feel free to throw it away."
Chu Qingyi was slightly stunned.
She had sensed before that Lu Changsheng seemed troubled.
Thought he was worried about family matters.
Now hearing these words, she realized he was conflicted about his own issues.
