"Mi-ling."
The crisp, pleasant moan of lament echoed faintly through the moonlit night, clear and distinct.
Yet as he listened to that sound and looked at the scene before him, Su Ming remained stunned for a long while, his face filled with astonishment and bewilderment.
"What—what's going on?"
Su Ming pointed at the beautiful figure on the ice platform and asked Xu Qianqian in confusion.
Xu Qianqian did not think Su Ming was acting out of sorts.
After all, when she had first seen this scene, her reaction had not been much better than Su Ming's.
Xu Qianqian said to Su Ming,
"Don't you think this child looks familiar?"
Xu Qianqian instinctively used a more intimate term, referring to the mermaid lying on the ice platform as a "child."
There was no helping it.
Although the mermaid lying on the ice platform was extremely beautiful, her features were still rather immature, like those of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl.
However, this little girl was simply too beautiful. Her skin was as white, smooth, and delicate as a pearl, while her face was so exquisite that it seemed almost unreal. She could not be described merely as a "beauty in the making." She ought to be regarded as beauty itself.
At least, Su Ming thought that if she was already this beautiful at such a young age, how devastatingly beautiful would she become once she grew up?
If such a little girl were human, she would unquestionably become a princess in everyone's eyes. She would either be pampered to the heavens or make people give rise to improper desires.
One thing was certain: if she were human, she would become the center of every maelstrom, receiving countless admirers and attracting countless covetous gazes.
Unfortunately, she was clearly not human.
Humans could