"Though life and death keep us far apart, we made this vow together; holding your hand, I will grow old with you."
"Bai Wei, heaven and earth bear witness to my feelings for you; the sun and moon can attest to them."
"Other than you, how could I possibly take a liking to any other woman? In my eyes, they are all but fair faces and withered bones."
When Song Wen finished speaking, Bai Wei looked at him with eyes bright enough to be frightening, blazing with passion yet tender with affection.
Bai Wei stepped forward twice, closing in before Song Wen. Without blinking, she stared at him as if he were some priceless treasure.
"Extreme Yin, I too am willing to grow old with you, hand in hand."
Yet Bai Wei failed to notice the trace of mockery that flashed through Lan Chen's eyes behind and to her right.
It seemed she was ridiculing Song Wen's casually spoken sweet nothings; or perhaps teasing Bai Wei for being spun around so easily by just a few words from him.
Seeing that the two before her were about to embrace, Lan Chen knew it was time for her to leave, and so she said,
"Master, your disciple still has urgent matters to attend to. I shall take my leave first."
Bai Wei did not answer.
At this moment, Song Wen was the only one in her eyes, as though she had long forgotten what heaven and earth even were.
Lan Chen tactfully said nothing more. She quietly withdrew from the private room and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
As for Song Wen—
He seemed to still be immersed in his heartfelt confession from moments ago.
Yet there was not the slightest trace of tenderness in his eyes. Instead, they were