Kyrian thought for a moment.
He had already considered that. His skills in alchemy and formations were not negligible. He could refine pills and sell them. He could create formations and charge for them. He could be independent.
"I'll see when I get there." Kyrian replied.
"I don't want to tie myself to anyone before I understand the situation."
Dong Zhen laughed, a short laugh, almost a cough.
He stood up from the chair and walked to the window, looking at the cloudy sky outside. The dark clouds of the plain swirled slowly, as if they were alive.
"Bai Zhu and the others should return in the next few days," he said, without turning.
"You can do one last mission together. Say your goodbyes." He paused.
"There's no telling when you'll see each other again."
Kyrian nodded.
"I understand."
He stood up and made a slight bow.
"Then, I will return to my dormitory."
Dong Zhen waved his hand, dismissing him.
