Nalan Yanran jolted awake.
Yun Yun sighed softly and said earnestly, "I know you've always been thinking about Xiao Yan. Perhaps the resentment you once felt toward him has now turned into a different kind of feeling."
Nalan Yanran's eyes reddened slightly. Then she said quietly, "But there's no point in talking about this now. Back then, I treated him like that..."
Yun Yun continued gently, "If you want to find him, then go to the Central Plains. We'll guard the Misty Cloud Sect, and there won't be any major problems in the future. You're exceptionally talented. In the Central Plains, you'll find a greater stage. Perhaps one day, you'll be able to stand by his side and fight alongside him."
"Teacher..."
Tears glimmered in Nalan Yanran's eyes.
No one understood a disciple better than her teacher. Yun Yun had long seen through her little thoughts.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yan's emotions were somewhat unsettled.
Although he had remained rather cold throughout his conversation with Nalan Yanran, without showing much emotional fluctuation, as though he had truly let go of everything.
When he met the gaze of his former fiancée again and saw the shy yet timid look in her eyes, a trace of warmth still stirred within Xiao Yan's heart.
Having been single across two lifetimes, Xiao Yan knew that this flutter was merely a physiological impulse from this body.
Emotionally, Xiao Yan did not have any so-called love for Nalan Yanran.
By putting himself in her shoes, Xiao Yan understood this clearly now.
His various experiences in the Heavenly Tomb had gradually made Xiao Yan realize that Gu Xun'er did not possess those so-called feelings for him. Even though he held great affection for her and had even loved her, it was only unrequited love. This relationship was destined to