"Brother Lin Bai."
The Holy Daughter of the Danxia Sect, Shui Mo Dan, took light, graceful steps and came to Lin Bai's side.
Her porcelain-doll-like face was filled with innocence. When she looked at Lin Bai with her limpid, glistening eyes, they were full of goodwill.
Lin Bai, who was treating his injuries, slowly opened his eyes when he heard her call. Seeing that it was Shui Mo Dan, he revealed a trace of pallid smile. "Miss Shui, you weren't injured in this battle, were you?"
Lin Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, while Shui Mo Dan crouched beside him, hugging her knees with both hands. "It was terribly dangerous. So many Northern Region martial artists chased me like rabid dogs."
As she recounted what had happened to her, her tone remained filled with childish innocence.
Yet Lin Bai still sensed that she had not been afraid. Instead, she had been filled with excitement and exhilaration, as if a little girl had suddenly escaped her parents' control and was about to begin her own adventure in this world.
"Qian Hen found you again?" Lin Bai asked curiously.
According to Shui Mo Dan's account, after she had become separated from the main force inside the Wind and Snow Formation, it had not been long before Qian Hen found him.
The speed was so astonishing that even Lin Bai was somewhat surprised.
Why could Qian Hen find Shui Mo Dan so effortlessly every time?
Lin Bai remembered that when they had rendezvoused at the giant volcano, Qian Hen and Shui Mo Dan had also arrived together.
If Qian Hen had found Shui Mo Dan once, it could have been a coincidence.
But after happening again and again, something was clearly wrong.
Shui Mo Dan smiled, her eyes curving into crescents. "Brother Qian