Old Song Village.
Although Li Yun's timely appearance had prevented a catastrophe that would have wiped out the entire clan, quite a few people had still been killed by the Heaven's Mandate Pavilion Assassins.
Ten days had passed.
The atmosphere throughout the village was still steeped in dense grief and fury.
With nothing much to do, Yun Shuiyao wandered around Old Song Village, helping the villagers handle various aftermath matters. She bustled about tirelessly, and coupled with her gentle and kind nature, she had unknowingly earned the goodwill of many villagers.
Whenever many of the villagers saw Yun Shuiyao, they would politely take the initiative to call out, "Miss Yun."
That day.
She was helping a family that had lost two members to the Heaven's Mandate Pavilion Assassins deal with the aftermath when Li Yun appeared behind her.
"Miss Yun..."
"Young Master Li... what did you need me for?"
Yun Shuiyao's eyes lit up when she saw Li Yun. She had not had much contact with him these past few days, but she had already seen that Li Yun was not the spoiled, overbearing sort.
He absolutely did not have the bad habit of relying on his formidable strength to trample others at will.
On the contrary.
The more one interacted with him, the more one felt that he possessed a refined gentleness. Every smile, every frown, every word he spoke made one feel as though bathed in the spring breeze, putting people utterly at ease.
Several times, without realizing it, she had even felt faint ripples stirring within her heart.
However.
She understood that she and Li Yun belonged to two entirely different worlds. There was simply no possibility between them, so she had taken the initiative to snuff out those unrealistic thoughts.
Even so.
Seeing that Li Yun