A nimble, petite figure suddenly appeared before his eyes through the billowing firelight.
Mu Yao wore a neat, fitted outfit. Her petite, slender body dragged a massive black hammer taller than she was, creating an utterly jarring contrast.
Sometimes, Lin Chen found it quite astonishing too. Mu Yao had thin arms and legs, yet her features were exceptionally delicate.
Not only that, her skin was fair and soft all over.
She was the very picture of a fair, rich beauty—slim, tall, and pale—yet she possessed immense strength. She dragged around a colossal hammer much larger than herself and hammered away all day without even stopping to catch her breath.
Sensing that familiar aura, Mu Yao abruptly looked up.
Her vacant eyes instantly lit up. She immediately tossed aside the massive hammer with a thunderous crash, then sprinted toward Lin Chen at full speed, her face filled with grievance and longing.
"Wuwuwu... You, Lin Chen, you're finally back! Where did you go? You disappeared for an entire month!"
The girl's soft, sobbing voice carried a trace of resentment, and her eyes brimmed with tears.
"Why do you still love crying so much? It was the same before. I only stepped out of the academy for a little while, and you cried.
"And now too. I was only gone for a month.
"Little crybaby."
"I'm not a little crybaby. I only cry in front of you," Mu Yao stubbornly retorted.
"Fine, fine, fine. You're not a little crybaby."
"Of course I'm not a little crybaby.
"What did you do this month? Why couldn't I reach you?"
"I went out to handle something important. I went treasure hunting."
"Treasure hunting?" Mu Yao's eyes immediately brightened at those words. "But you still shouldn't have ignored my messages."
"There was no communication there.
"But I