Su Rong came to the capital intending to collaborate with Yan Huisheng in breaking the deadlock. Her current path is proceeding precisely as she had wished, so she is quite content.
Looking at her, Su Xingze remarked, "Wouldn't this speed up the process?"
"Indeed, it's just a matter of time."
Su Xingze sighed, "Considering the current circumstances, I fear it won't be longer than half a year before you have to head to Nanchu."
Su Rong understood his sentiment; he was reluctant to part with her. She laughed, "Older brother, it's not like I'm venturing to the ends of the earth. Nanchu, albeit far from Daliang, is merely a month or two's journey away. It's not as if we will never see each other again."
Su Xingze glared at her, "That may be so, but it won't be easy to meet."
Su Rong also acknowledged this fact and quickly poured him a cup of date tea, "I still can't depart immediately, so don't feel unwilling about it yet. Save that sentiment for the day I leave."
