A moment later, a white carriage slowly appeared before the two of them.
At the very front of the white carriage stood a unicorn, snow-white all over, with a slender body and an extraordinarily beautiful appearance.
The feeling this carriage gave Ye Lin was simply this: beautiful—extremely beautiful.
"Let's go."
After saying that, Shangguan Qingyi took the lead in walking toward the carriage, with Ye Lin following behind her.
Once they had both stepped onto the carriage, the unicorn raised its head and let out a neigh. Its four hooves stepped into the air as it pulled the carriage toward the distant Starry Sky.
Wherever the carriage passed, snowflakes drifted through the air, while clear chimes rang without end.
As the carriage sped along, it left behind a snow-white trail of falling snow that lingered without dispersing.
"The Asura Clan has a grudge against you?"
Sitting in his chair, Ye Lin looked at Shangguan Qingyi in the distance.
This woman had brought up the Asura Clan without a word of warning, and when she spoke those three words, a startling trace of hatred had colored her voice.
In such a case, there could only be one possibility.
The Shangguan Qingyi before him had a grudge against the Asura Clan—and no small one at that.
"You're quite observant."
Shangguan Qingyi gave Ye Lin a light smile.
"That's right. The Asura Clan does have a grudge against me—a blood feud as deep as the sea."
"One of the Asura Clan's heritage-tier prodigies, Wang Chaozong, brutally killed my younger sister with his own hands right in front of me."
"That time, I watched with my own eyes as my sister died before me, yet I was powerless to do anything."
"I have carried this hatred for ten thousand years. From that day onward,