"As people by my side, you can't be too timid."
Shui Yue'er clung to Xue Tianyu's right arm from the side and chimed in with a grin.
"With the Sect Master standing at the front, we're not afraid at all."
"When Yu Xiaogang was turned into a pile of scraps, I felt especially satisfied."
"A scum like him should have been dealt with by the Sect Master long ago."
As Shui Yue'er spoke, she traced circles over Xue Tianyu's cuff with her finger.
The other girls of the Skywater Team stood behind them. Watching their two captains nestle against the Sect Master from either side, they all covered their mouths and snickered.
Though envious, they knew they did not possess the breathtaking beauty of Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er.
The ice dragon flew at astonishing speed.
In but a moment, the sea of clouds ahead parted, revealing a vast stretch of glistening mountains.
This was the edge of the Far North, now the grounds of the Ice Snow Sect.
The entire sect had been built from ten-thousand-year mystic ice, radiating a dreamlike brilliance beneath the night sky.
The enormous ice dragon slowly descended onto the spacious plaza before the sect's main hall.
Xue Tianyu released the hand he had around Shui Bing'er and stepped down from the dragon's back.
Shui Bing'er hurriedly straightened her slightly disheveled collar, lowering her head as she followed behind him, her heart still pounding wildly.
"Big Sister, why is your face as red as a ripe apple?"
At some point, Shui Yue'er had sidled over and deliberately lowered her voice to tease Shui Bing'er by the ear.
Flushed with embarrassment and annoyance, Shui Bing'er shot her younger sister a glare, then reached out and pinched the soft flesh at her waist, giving it a twist.