Given Shangguan Yan's original condition, if that punch had been aimed at her, she could have taken it completely.
But her elder sister and Ice Phoenix could not move, and saving them was already beyond remedy. Left with no choice, she could only use the clumsy method of blocking it head-on.
Yet in doing so, though the two women avoided perishing, she herself spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and, like a kite with its string cut, flew off into the distance.
Judging by that momentum, would she crash into the mountain wall and pile injury upon injury?
But very soon, she felt herself land—no, to be precise, she was caught, falling into a warm embrace.
"Silly girl, I only went out once. How did you get yourself into such a sorry state?"
A sighing voice entered her ears.
Familiar and gentle.
"This is..."
Shangguan Yan's consciousness had originally been somewhat hazy, but because of that voice, she opened her eyes all at once.
What entered her sight was an ordinary face.
Very young, yet filled with the marks of wind and frost.
His smile was so gentle, carrying an expression of heartache.
"Mas... Master!"
Shangguan Yan could hardly believe her own eyes, but that warm embrace was absolutely unmistakable. She threw herself into Lin Xuan's arms and wailed loudly.
As though she wanted to vent all her bitterness, all her pain.
That was right. She was now a favored daughter of heaven, sweeping over those of her generation like splitting bamboo, but before her master, she was still the same as when they had first met, an innocent and lively little girl.
After suffering grievances outside, she would naturally come back to seek her master's protection.
"All right, Yan'er, don't cry."
Lin Xuan was also very doting toward