The mysterious woman stood outside Cangwu Mountain, gazing into the distance. She seemed somewhat lonely and desolate.
A breeze swept past, making her clothes rustle. It only deepened the sorrowful sense that she stood apart from the world, as though she did not belong to this era.
Even Wei Fan was affected by the sight.
Compared to her, he belonged even less to this era—indeed, not even to this world.
"You seem lonelier than I am, more unfamiliar with this world!"
The woman finally came back to herself and turned curiously to look at the man beside her. When they had first met, he had not seemed to possess such a feeling. Yet now, infected by her emotions, he gave off an aura of being utterly out of place.
"Perhaps. But I have always tried to fit into this world. The past has become wind; dwelling on it only makes one sad." Wei Fan smiled, and his emotions quickly returned to normal.
He had long since adapted. He had merely been stirred by the woman's mood and spoken on impulse.
The woman was taken aback. After a moment of silence, she said solemnly, "My name is Huangfu Nalan!"
She had not even told Wei Fan her name last time, yet this time she offered it of her own accord.
"I am Wei Fan!"
Wei Fan's heart stirred. This woman was probably Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang's daughter or something of the sort. Though curious, he did not ask.
Huangfu Nalan was even colder than Long Xueyi. Long Xueyi's coldness came from her dislike of talking, while Huangfu Nalan's came from loneliness. She looked as though she had lost all desire to live.
"Miss Nalan, I have business in Cangwu Mountain, so I'll take my leave first!"
He had no intention of