Chapter 273: Father's Long Journey, Meetings and Partings

The bright moon rose high from the East, as the red sun gently set in the west. With the moonrise and sunset, the sky was half crisp and cool, and half filled with rosy clouds. The transitions of darkness and light between dawn and dusk in the mountains lingered in the heart, leaving behind enchanting scenery. Such moments, akin to life's journey, kept revolving in a cycle of repeated encounters and farewells.

Xiulote, dressed lightly and simply, stood on the boundary between the plains and the hills, gazing towards the wild fields of the north. Behind him were the sturdy walls of Huayamo Fortress and the boundless farmlands replete with harvests. Since setting out at the start of December, more than ten days had passed. He had traveled from the East to the North, inspecting farms along the way and checking on the military settlements in the Lake Region, until finally he paused here, waiting for his father coming from the south.