That day, Ning Zhirou and Ning Tian, mother and daughter, talked about many things. No one understood a daughter better than her mother, and Ning Zhirou knew best what her daughter was thinking.
Nothing more than the shattering of the rose-tinted filter surrounding her first love.
The person she liked most had suddenly become the Co-Lord of Soul Beasts. Even peak experts among soul beasts like the Ice Empress and Myriad Demon King followed behind him respectfully. The gap between them had widened so drastically that she could no longer even see his back.
The true difference in their ages was only secondary. More importantly, was the Lin Yun she knew truly Lin Yun himself?
While Lin Yun spoke with Ning Zhirou, Ning Tian never interrupted. She silently watched this young man who was both familiar and unfamiliar, who seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.
Had she ever truly known him?
Ning Tian was lost, and Ning Zhirou could see it at a glance. But honestly, emotional knots were not something others could untangle with a few words. Still, both Ning Tian and Ning Zhirou understood one thing.
The gifts of fate had long since been secretly marked with a price. Since they had chosen this path, there was no room to turn back.
Ning Zhirou believed that her daughter would not remain lost for long.
Meanwhile.
Having shown off and promptly left, Lin Yun felt incredible. No wonder Scumbag was so fond of training dogs, to the point of never tiring of it. That effortless feeling of showing off without even trying was simply too addictive!
The other soul beasts, however, were somewhat puzzled.
As the group strolled through the spatial passageway, the straightforward, single-minded Ice Empress was the first to ask, "Honored One, isn't