Ling Jinhua naturally understood the meaning behind Luo Liansheng's words, but he did not respond. Instead, he pointed to the platform outside, "The departure time is near, shouldn't the train be moving soon?"
Luo Liansheng saw Ling Jinhua evade the implied matter in his words but didn't mind. He chuckled, "In just over four hours, we'll be in Jinling. Perhaps some of Jinling's royal aura will have been absorbed."
Ling Jinhua didn't quite grasp the meaning of Luo Liansheng's words, so he frowned slightly, "How many times in life does the past cause heartache, yet the mountain shape still pillows the cold current. You, Sir Luo, have too many grudges, which is not good!"
"Today meets the call of the world as a home, the old fortress rustles in autumn's reed. Sir Ling, we Luo Family are not in a chaotic state, yet my whole family wanders around like in wartime. If it were you, what would you do?"
Both quoted lines from Liu Yuxi's "Xisai Mountain Reminiscence."
