Making More Spirit Stones While the Chance Lasted

Jiang Ping'an returned to Feiquan Cave Mansion. Seeing no one there, he spotted a letter on the table and picked it up to read.

Ziling had left it behind.

Only after reading the letter did Jiang Ping'an learn that Yu Lianhua had gone back to her "mother's home" in anger.

He was somewhat puzzled. Why had Yu Lianhua suddenly stopped needing to watch him?

Still, he turned and left Feiquan Cave Mansion, heading to Yu Lianhua's cave abode to see her.

After the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, Jiang Ping'an flew down beside Yu Lianhua's cave abode and tugged the silver bell.

Before long, the cave abode's Defense Array opened, and Ziling hurried out. "Young master."

"Ziling, how is Lianhua?" Jiang Ping'an asked with a smile.

Ziling's expression darkened. "Young lady is heartbroken. She has lost all appetite and spends every day washing her face with tears."

"Is it that serious?" Jiang Ping'an asked, then entered the array.

When Jiang Ping'an entered the cave abode's main hall, he did not see Yu Lianhua. Ziling, following behind him, said, "Young lady is in her bedroom."

With that, she led Jiang Ping'an toward Yu Lianhua's bedroom.

Ziling stopped outside Yu Lianhua's bedroom door, while Jiang Ping'an entered alone.

Yu Lianhua sat on the edge of the bed with her head bowed, tears falling silently. The teardrops slid down her exquisite face, which had grown a little thinner and paler, making one's heart ache at the sight.

Jiang Ping'an walked over and sat beside Yu Lianhua. He reached out to lightly wrap an arm around her slender waist, intending to draw her into his embrace, but Yu Lianhua resisted and refused to move. Jiang Ping'an gave up.

"Lianhua, come back with me," Jiang Ping'an said.

Yu Lianhua turned