"I'm back."
After washing the blood from her body, the girl reappeared with a smile once more blooming across her face.
She took out a shattered jade pendant and carefully placed it before the memorial table. Then she sat down as well, smiling as she looked at the clothes before her.
The clothes seemed rather old, yellowed by wind and dew, yet they were spotlessly clean. Supported by wooden branches, they rustled gently in the breeze, like tender arms brushing against the girl's forehead.
"Phew, I'm one step closer to completing my goal. That Earth Fiend Branch Hall has been completely wiped out by your child, so the mission can be considered finished."
"Mo Ying may be clever, but he is far too blindly loyal. I merely promised him a favor, and he willingly went to his death. He is so rigid; he still needs your personal guidance."
"Mother, do you know that there's some overconfident fool claiming he wants to marry me? By your sect's rules, shouldn't it be me marrying him instead? I wonder if he'll be scared to death when he hears that. Hehe."
Unlike her usual reticence, Hun Ruoruo was extraordinarily lively at this moment, a complete chatterbox.
After a while, perhaps tired from talking, she rubbed her belly and suddenly pouted.
"Eh, why am I hungry?"
The long-forgotten sensation immediately made the girl feel uncomfortable. She looked around before finally fixing her gaze on a stack of pastries resting on the memorial table. With a grin, she asked, "Mother, shall we split one?"
Silence.
Yet the girl had long grown accustomed to it and took it as consent. She broke a pastry in half and carefully set one half back down.
So sweet.
She was a selfish person. She had never considered sharing things to