Gao Ziyue tried to smile, a smile that was more courageous than happy.
"But it's not forever."
Kyrian looked at her, his eyes capturing the light of the lanterns.
"No?"
"The Caravan's next destination, after the Eastern Region, will be the Central Region. The route is long, and it will take us years to get there, crossing lands that few cultivators know. But eventually, we will arrive."
She paused briefly, her eyes softening.
"It will take a few years. Maybe five, maybe ten, depending on the stops we make and the events we encounter. But it won't be forever."
Her smile became a little sad, but there was hope in her eyes.
"We can meet again."
"Alright." He gave a small nod, a gesture that was almost like a seal on a promise.
"Then find me in the Central Region."
Gao Ziyue blinked, surprised by the firmness of his words.
"I'll wait for you."
The words were simple but extremely sincere, filled with a conviction that left no room for doubt.
