She spent a few carefree days with Mu.
After leaving the mysterious space, Bai Yujun entered the ancient ruins again after many years and headed straight for the main hall. This time, Mu had helped bring the ruins back into the light of day. Bai slipped through the barrier and into the hall, stuffing away everything in sight, whether broken weapons or valuable artifacts.
The slender figure hummed an inexplicable tune, grabbing something in the east and feeling about in the west.
After circling around a few times, she came before the dragon throne. She first jumped up and sat on it, savoring the feeling, seemingly imagining all demons coming to pay court. She secretly indulged her craving to be an emperor, lying sideways, sprawled out, and rolling about as she pleased. With a soft quilt spread over it, the broad dragon throne could serve as a bed. Bai Yujun swore that once she brought this thing back to the Bai residence, she would sleep on it every day.
After playing around for a long while, she prepared to pack up the dragon throne.
"Damn it..."
She carelessly put her strength into lifting it, only to stagger and nearly fall. The dragon throne did not budge in the slightest; it was as heavy as a mountain and nearly wrenched Bai's slender waist.
Do not be sad. She had to find herself a reason that would save face.
"Mm, the time of fate must not yet have arrived, so this treasure cannot be moved. Such is the hour, such is destiny; one must not force what should not be forced."
Smiling, Bai Yujun nodded at the dragon throne with an air of calm indifference. Then, maintaining her perfect smile, she walked toward another treasure. Her gait was poised and graceful, carrying