"No need. And there's no way I'm joining your Heavenly Snake Mansion," Xiao Fan refused decisively.
"Brother... can Qing Lin go..." Little Qing Lin, in his arms, raised her head, her pure, flawless eyes staring straight at Xiao Fan.
Seeing this, Xiao Fan once again saw the little maid from his past life, the one who had only dared to stand behind him...
She had blinked the same innocent eyes and said the same words.
"Young Master... Qing Lin wants to go to the Heavenly Snake Mansion. That way, I'll be able to help you."
But what he got in return was several years where they hardly met, so long that Xiao Fan had even thought Qing Lin had already forgotten him. After all, Qing Lin, who had seen a different world, was no longer that ordinary little maid, but the lofty Saintess of the Heavenly Snake Mansion.
Yet the truth was that Qing Lin had never forgotten Xiao Fan. She had simply never had the courage to face him. Her inferiority was carved into her heart, and even though her days in the Heavenly Snake Mansion were neither happy nor as she wished, Qing Lin had still kept working hard to grow stronger.
Then, one day, when she controlled countless snake-type Magic Beasts under the heavens, and when even the Nine Nether Earth Python, one of the three great Magic Beast clans, became a subordinate force of Qing Lin's...
When she led everything she possessed and stepped upon seven-colored rosy clouds to fight her first battle for her young master, it was for revenge.
"..."
Thinking this far, Xiao Fan looked at the little Qing Lin before him with melancholy.
Little Qing Lin was Qing Lin, yet she was also not Qing Lin.
He, Xiao Fan, had already missed