Questioning the Heart, Free of Burdens

That was a young girl.

She wore a pale violet robe, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall. Cold and pure as snow, her brows and eyes carried an innate aura of icy solitude.

Wen Lingzhao.

Once, she had been Su Yi's wife in name, a proud daughter of heaven among Guangling City's younger generation, and one of Heavenly Origin Academy's most dazzling disciples, admired by countless gifted youths.

But ever since Su Yi had unceremoniously severed all ties with her, she had rarely appeared in his sight again.

Nor had Su Yi ever paid attention to her affairs afterward.

Only occasionally had he heard Wen Lingxue mention that Wen Lingzhao felt guilty over some of the things she had done back then.

As for what she felt guilty about, Su Yi knew as well, but he did not care.

Just as the words he had once given Wen Lingzhao said: once parted, both may find peace, each rejoice in their own way—that was enough.

Yet Su Yi had not expected Wen Lingzhao to come of her own accord to this banquet.

One had to know that, in the past, whenever he appeared somewhere, Wen Lingzhao would deliberately avoid the place.

"Why has Elder Sister come...?"

Wen Lingxue was surprised as well.

The others in the hall also sensed that something was amiss and turned their gazes toward Wen Lingzhao.

They saw the cold and solitary girl stop in the middle of the hall.

Then, facing Su Yi seated at the front, she slowly lowered her head and said, "Thank you for saving my parents. For such kindness, if there is a chance in the future, I will surely repay it."

Her voice was low and weak, as though she had mustered every ounce of strength in her body to