Mutual Assistance

"Bing'er." Shui Yuanbo's voice softened. "It's not that I don't know what you're thinking. But you need to think this through. You and that person—you don't even know where he is. It's been almost two years since the Soul Master Tournament. Has he come looking for you even once?"

Shui Bing'er's lashes trembled slightly.

"He..."

"He is doing what he needs to do." Shui Yuanbo cut her off. "And you need to do what you need to do. You are a daughter of the Shui Clan. That identity was decided the day you were born, and it cannot be changed. If he truly had a sense of responsibility, he should have come to see me, not left you kneeling here alone."

Shui Yue'er could not help cutting in. "Father, he might not know what's happening here at all..."

"Then that proves the point even more." Shui Yuanbo shook his head. "How could someone who doesn't even understand the situation here protect your sister? The Douluo Continent is only so large, and the circle of true powerhouses is even smaller. If he really cared, he should have come asking long ago."

Shui Bing'er lowered her head.

It was not because she agreed with her father.

It was because she could not refute him.

She truly did not know where Zhou Qiubai was.

Though she had heard scattered rumors saying he and Yang Guyun had traveled east together, that they had taught an arrogant noble relying on power a lesson in some small city, and that Dugu Bo had publicly declared that anyone who touched them would be making an enemy of him.

But rumors were only rumors in the end.

Whether they were true or not was still uncertain.

She had written letters and entrusted Skywater Academy's intelligence channels to send