At the edge of the cliff, a sea of clouds churned beneath their feet, rolling up waves of snow. The setting sun dyed the horizon a magnificent, warm orange-red, lending a touch of softness to this lofty and perilous place.
Yao Yao did not turn around, yet her spiritual senses had long detected his arrival. She continued gazing at the boundless sea of clouds, as though it could swallow everything, her voice revealing no emotion as she repeated her earlier question. "Go on. Without me watching over you, what earth-shaking things have you done?"
She sat down at the very edge of the cliff, her posture natural and relaxed. Her slender, fair jade-like legs, nearly translucent in their whiteness, dangled beyond the ten-thousand-foot abyss, swaying lightly as though she did not care in the least about the chasm below.
Mo Lin smiled, unconcerned by her tone. He did as she said and sat beside her, keeping a distance that was close without being presumptuous.
As if performing a magic trick, Mo Lin took a bluish jade wine gourd from his storage space. It looked ancient and precious, its surface smooth and lustrous from being frequently handled and caressed by its owner.
He gave it a gentle shake. The rich wine within sloshed with a pleasing sound before he handed it to her, his tone carrying a hint of pride. "I knew you would want this once you woke up. I specially searched for it—Cloudsea Brew. They say it is made from the essence of the Nine Heavens' sea of clouds, supplemented with a hundred spiritual fruits, then cellared for nearly a thousand years. There is very little of it, so it should suit your taste."
Yao Yao's gaze stirred slightly, like a pebble falling into a tranquil lake and sending