Du Xueyao stood outside a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, her willow brows tightly furrowed.
A green mist shrouded the valley, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
After a while, the green mist churned violently, and Wang Yidao walked out with an indifferent expression.
"Is something the matter?"
Wang Yidao opened his mouth and asked.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, I'm going to the frontline to battle the Alien Race, so I came especially to bid you farewell."
By the end, Du Xueyao's face was filled with reluctance.
The Du Family had also received a Conscription Order. Du Yunfeng had already been conscripted to the frontline. With the war growing tense, Du Xueyao also had to go to battle. If she did not go, the Du Family would have to send a large number of Deity Transformation Cultivators and Nascent Soul Cultivators to participate in the war.
She could only go to the frontline to fight, and had come especially to bid farewell to Wang Yidao.
"Oh."
Wang Yidao nodded without showing the slightest reaction.
"Before I leave, could you smile at me one more time?"
Du Xueyao's face was full of anticipation.
Wang Yidao pondered for a moment, then revealed a faint smile before quickly returning to his icy expression.
"You look very good when you smile. You should smile more. I hope that when we meet again, you'll smile at me once more."
Du Xueyao's face blossomed with smiles as she turned and left.
"Be extra careful."
Wang Yidao opened his mouth and said.
Du Xueyao stopped and turned around, staring straight at Wang Yidao. This was the first time Wang Yidao had taken the initiative to speak to her. Before this, he would only answer after she asked a question.
Du Xueyao smiled