"Heh heh, it's only been a short while, and you're already missing her that badly? Back then, when we parted for several years, I didn't see you rushing to look for me." Han Shanshan shoved me away, her eyes full of teasing. She was referring to the time when she had served as the Artifact Supervisor of the human-divine realm.
I shook my head. "Shanshan, when you were trapped over at the Divine Court, I was worried too. It's the same as when Qingcheng went down. But right now, she's gone to suppress and subdue the primordial essence, and the danger concerns life and death. On top of that, there hasn't been any news from her for over a year. How could I simply wait here? Besides, Xia Ruize is standing in the central divine tower, yet you haven't told me the details of this matter. Of course I'm even more worried."
Han Shanshan sighed, then folded her arms across her chest. Finally, she said, "Forget it. I was only carrying out orders. It can't really be considered a death order. But telling you now is vastly different from telling you later. Since you want to know so badly, I'll tell you—but you absolutely can't let anything happen when the time comes. Enter this door in whatever frame of mind you're in, and leave in that same frame of mind. And in front of Big Wife or Qianqian, you have to act as though you've never heard of this matter. Can you do that? If you can, I'll tell you."
"Go ahead." I spoke calmly, but inside, waves were already surging like a stormy sea. Given Han Shanshan's serious tone, Snow Qingcheng's trip down this time was probably fraught with peril.
"Actually, we've been hiding this from you all along.