The Beloved Daughter of Heaven

Heaven's Favored Daughter

Before long, Shi Yan met the two women.

They were old acquaintances: Sen Liu and Zhuo Xi.

"She dragged me here."

In the spacious cultivation chamber, Zhuo Xi stood with her sword in her arms and raised a hand to point at Sen Liu beside her.

Ever since Cang Bo had hunted her down, Zhuo Xi's eyes had gained a few more emotions. They were no longer filled with nothing but obsession for the sword.

That small gesture of hers lent her a touch of a young woman's charm.

"Sen Liu said that with entry into the secret realm imminent, making such a grand spectacle of challenging people to fights will expose your strength to those with ulterior motives."

"No, Mie... it wasn't me who said that. It was the elders in my family."

Sen Liu stood close to two meters tall, a full head taller than Zhuo Xi, yet she now seemed oddly bashful as she shrank behind Zhuo Xi.

"The secret realm will be full of contention. If others target you, it won't be good for either you or me."

"So that's what you're worried about..."

Shi Yan's gaze fell on Sen Liu, only to see her lower herself slightly, actually not daring to meet his eyes.

"Before I explain, I'd like to ask... Zhuo Xi, is she sick?"

This was truly strange. Sen Liu had never acted like this around him before.

Forget bashfulness—she had even dared to come right up and tease him.

Could it be that, after not seeing each other for a few years, they had become strangers?

"She... you..."

Zhuo Xi frowned, then stared into Shi Yan's eyes.

"She said you look a little like Shi Yan, especially your eyes."

After saying that, she turned sideways and pulled Sen Liu