Jiang Chen stared at the ferule and the two sentences, overcome with conflicting emotions.
Now he fully understood.
His father had been brief, but he was able to piece together the message.
“As remote heaven and earth may extent span,
So too, life and death in samara for man.”
He recited the words, reading between the lines. Tears streamed down his face.
He could see clearly now what his father had done for him. The cataclysm from his past life had been inevitable. Father and son were destined to part.
Perhaps his father had foreseen that. Perhaps all this was part of his father’s grand plan.
Remote heaven and earth...