Shen Yuji hurried forward to support her. When her hand touched the little girl's arm, she found that her skin was shockingly cold.
Yet fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead.
Lu Mingfei also landed from nearby, kicking up a cloud of dust as his feet touched the ground.
The dragon scales and dragon eyes on his body rapidly faded.
The scales vanished into his skin one by one, and his pupils returned from gold to their ordinary black.
Yet deep within that black, there still seemed to be a faint, elusive glimmer of gold.
He had returned to his usual appearance, though several beads of sweat hung from his brow and his breathing was noticeably more hurried.
Using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill consumed far more Soul Power than an ordinary soul skill.
Even though the total amount of Soul Power in his body far exceeded that of Soul Masters at the same level, that attack had still taken a great deal out of him.
He braced one hand on his knee and bent over to catch his breath before slowly straightening up.
Once the silver-haired little girl had steadied herself, she raised her head and looked at Lu Mingfei before her.
The fear in those violet eyes had already faded.
In its place was a hazy, warm light that even she herself did not understand.
She tilted her head slightly, and her silver hair slipped down from her shoulders.
It gleamed softly beneath the sunlight, the ends nearly reaching her waist.
The little girl's lips curved gently upward, revealing a small, timid smile.
There was a hint of tentative probing in that smile.
Like someone accustomed to being ignored by the world suddenly encountering warmth and not knowing how to respond.
"What's your name?" she asked.