Five years passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Ge's mother packed her bags once more, only this time, she never returned. Clutching the final letter she had sent back, Jiang Ge stood frozen, his face a mask of utter bewilderment.
Jiang Ge's grandmother held him tight and wept bitterly. It took Jiang Ge a long while to register that his mother's soul had returned to the heavens. By then, he was already at the Golden Core Late-Stage.
The funeral was merely for an empty cenotaph. After the relatives and friends had all departed, Jiang Ge sat in a daze, clutching the gravestone. For three consecutive days, he remained completely motionless. In the end, it was his grandmother who led him back. With a sorrowful gaze fixed upon her daughter's gravestone, she said to her grandson, "This was her path. In time, you, too, shall find yours."
Chapter 143