"Cheer up," Lin Feng continued.
"Give it time. Continue to improve yourself… both your cultivation and your heart. Work hard, grow stronger, and become someone even you can be proud of."
He lifted his gaze toward the distant sky and added, "Who knows? Your fated dao companion might not even have been born yet. Or perhaps she's somewhere in this vast world, still walking her own path. So you must grow in strength and have more longevity. Live long enough, and fate will eventually cross your paths."
Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "Don't give up. Even the hardest rock eventually gives way to the constant drops of rain. Persistence is a kind of power."
The fat man stared at him, stunned, as if he had just heard words he desperately needed but had never been given before.
Lin Feng reached out and patted the man's shoulder once, the gesture firm yet reassuring.
"Take care of yourself," Lin Feng added quietly. "And don't let today define your entire life."
