An Qing brought her questions to the kitchen and asked softly, "Ling Yun, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, just finding something to do since I'm bored."
In truth, Ling Yun had been thinking about Little Irene the whole time!
That phoenix power had already spread throughout the Seven Great Domains, and he had no idea if it would bring danger. The Phoenix Clan, in particular, must have sensed it.
An Qing knew Ling Yun was distracted and stayed to help, and he didn't refuse.
"Later, I want to take Qianqian and Beibei to the Hundred Flowers Palace."
"Oh? How did things go?"
Hearing this, Ling Yun finally remembered the matter concerning the Snow Dragon Clan.
"They haven't finished leaving yet. Most of the ones who stayed behind refuse to reconcile, swearing to avenge their king."
Originally only a prince had died, but now things had escalated to the point where even the king had lost his life on the Martial Soul Continent. It would be strange if the Snow Dragon Clan weren't furious.
"Then what do you plan to do next?"
"I'll take the two little overlords there this afternoon."
"That works too!"
Ling Yun nodded in agreement. He was going to take Little Irene back to the Endless Sea that afternoon anyway, so it was good timing to keep them from following. He had to figure out what was going on with Little Irene's evolution.
Outside!
Beibei had gone to great lengths to coax a smile out of the little one, but Little Irene simply wasn't happy. Her eyes kept fixed on the kitchen door, and the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to cry.
As long as her emotions were strong enough, she could affect the weather!
And sure enough!
The sky turned gloomy, sensing