"Xiao Yan!"
"Little Brother Qingyun!"
"Wait! Where are you going?!"
Along the path, a beautiful figure came running after them on a pair of long, slender legs.
She had been reminiscing about the past near Falling Immortal Stream. When she saw the youths heading away from Wu Tan City, she hurriedly chased after them.
Hearing the voice, Xiao Yan could not help turning back. He recognized the woman's voice. "Brother Qingyun, it's cousin Xiao Yu."
Xiao Yan had not had much interaction with Xiao Yu. It was said that, years ago, Xiao Yu had dreamed of meeting an immortal child and fallen in love at first sight. After her family failed to understand her, she rarely spoke with others, and her expression was often melancholy.
This time Xiao Yu had returned, it was probably the best Xiao Yan had ever seen her look. She spoke more and smiled more than ever before.
Ya Fei, atop the city walls, had also been searching for Su Qingyun these past days. After the banquet, there had been no further news of Su Qingyun, leaving her deeply saddened.
From afar, she spotted the two young men leading the Purple Gold Winged Lion. Forgetting that her cheongsam was unsuitable for strenuous activity, she mounted sideways and galloped toward them on a White Horse capable of traveling a hundred li a day. "Cousin Xiao Yu, we're preparing to leave Wu Tan City and seek opportunities in the world beyond. Is there something you need?"
Xiao Yan had long heard that Xiao Yu had met Brother Qingyun years ago and admired him ever since. He sighed, turned around, waited for a moment, and asked.
Hearing that the youths were suddenly leaving, Xiao Yu's heart was filled with mixed emotions. They were leaving? Just like that?
She had