"Gu Shen, you big liar!"
"Liar!"
"Liar..."
The girl's voice echoed through the vast silver-white mountains, finally fading away with the wind and snow.
This meeting on the tundra was destined to be brief.
Farewell came soon enough.
Bai Xiu escorted Gu Xiao Man away from the snowy mountains. They passed Azure Lake again and flew over the endless snowfall. Just as they were about to part ways, Gu Xiao Man suddenly asked, "Master Bai Xiu, everyone says Gu Shen is dead. Do you think so too?"
"That question... has no meaning."
Bai Xiu shook his head. "I hope to see him again... but I also know that hope is very slim."
Gu Xiao Man's eyes dimmed with disappointment.
She quietly tightened the drawstring of her cloak and softly said, "I understand."
Seeing how mature and composed the little girl looked beneath her black cloak, Bai Xiu felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
The wind and snow were fierce.
That small black figure trudged through the snow with difficulty. In the end, she did not look back. With her back to him, she merely waved from afar, signaling for him not to worry.
The tundra wind howled bitterly. Bai Xiu stood beside a protruding boulder, the frigid wind scraping against the stone like iron and producing sharp clanging sounds.
"It's time to come out."
He spoke quietly.
A figure in a red cloak slowly emerged from the distant snowfield, twin blades hanging at his waist.
"You went a little too easy on her just now. You could have hit harder."
Red Dragon emerged from the snowy mist and leaned against the other side of the boulder. Smiling, he said, "That little girl hasn't suffered much since she began cultivating. I thought you'd give her a proper lesson in