Su Nan had not deliberately kept her words quiet, and the way Qing Yuan and the others looked at her changed accordingly.
She knew Frost?
That actually seemed quite reasonable. Having lived on Tianlan Continent for so long, it was not impossible for her to have crossed paths with Frost. They probably all knew about Frost's past.
"You know Frost?" Xie Mengwu looked very surprised. She did not know Su Nan's true identity; she only felt that the girl in white before her possessed a rather peculiar air, one that could not be described with any specific words.
"We met before." Su Nan's gaze fell on Frost.
Frost noticed Su Nan as well and looked up at her. Her red eyes were like pure amber, without the slightest impurity. But she only glanced at her before returning to the fruit Yao Ziyan had just given her, gnawing on it with concentration. She did not know this person before her.
Su Nan smiled faintly. "Looks like you don't remember me anymore."
Her gaze grew distant, as though she had seen the years of long ago... The events of the past had already been swallowed by the torrent of time. She was merely a spectator by the riverbank, able only to watch the water slowly flow away, powerless to do anything.
"I think I've seen you before," Frost suddenly said.
"We did know each other before." Su Nan extended her hand to Frost. "Hello, my name is Su Nan."
Frost thought for a moment before extending her little hand. "Frost."
The cold wind howled, while warm firelight illuminated the cave.
Su Nan sat beside the bonfire, intently roasting the animal she had caught during the day. Every so often, she turned it over. Whenever fat dripped down, dazzling sparks burst forth,