Tianyan Mountain Range.
Lin Ge felt conflicted. As he watched Qin Xue about to leave, a faint emotion welled up inside him, making his heart ache.
Having lived two lives, Lin Ge had never been in love, but he knew exactly what that feeling in his heart was.
Reluctance!
That was right. Lin Ge, who had always been cold and indifferent, felt a twinge of reluctance toward this woman he had known for only a few months.
"Let's go."
A sinister glint flashed through Qin Shi's eyes at Qin Xue's actions, but he made no move to stop her.
One was a direct descendant of one of the Four Great Clans of the Great Yan Dynasty, while the other, though also from the Lin Clan, one of the Four Great Clans, was merely a collateral descendant. A vast chasm lay between them; there was no chance they could ever be together.
It was precisely because he thought this way that Qin Shi chose not to interfere with Qin Xue's actions.
"Goodbye, Lin Ge."
A tear slipped from the corner of Qin Xue's eye without her noticing. Still smiling, she waved goodbye to Lin Ge.
Lin Ge's heart churned like a stormy sea, yet his expression remained as calm as still water, utterly unchanged.
"You three, I'll be leaving first."
Once Qin Xue had stepped onto Qin Shi's spirit treasure, he raised a hand to bid farewell to the three beside him.
The three nodded slightly. Qin Shi then activated his spirit treasure, and a gust of wind swept up. The two vanished into the horizon without a trace.
"Miss Qingzhu, now that our trip to the Ancient Tomb Mansion has come to an end, I must return to the Lin Clan as well. I'll take my leave."
Lin Langtian gazed