Arriving at the temple was a swift endeavor. Lucian had thoughtfully arranged for a car to transport Lana, sparing her the need to traverse 1 km to the public bus station.
Upon entering the temple, Lana dutifully offered her prayers to Goddess Nytheris before seeking out Monk Anaro.
Fortuitously, she discovered him seated in his courtyard.
The gentle breeze wafting through the courtyard eased Lana's tension; the forced smile on her face gradually transformed into one of genuine warmth.
Upon noticing Lana's arrival, Monk Anaro set aside the rose beads he had been holding, a smile blossoming on his face.
"Here to say your goodbyes?" Monk Anaro's tone was playful, while his serene demeanor suggested he was already aware of Lana's impending departure.
Lana chuckled, a spark of amusement dancing in her eyes.
"Monk, you truly are a divine envoy; you even know about farewells. Perhaps you can also predict when I might become a millionaire?"
