[The deaths of Extreme Yin, Kurong, and the others were inseparable from you. Yet instead of distancing yourself from the Divine Blood Sect, you appeared in Blood Radiance City. I presume you sought me out today because you have something urgent to discuss?] Xuan Li asked.
[I already said it. I have not seen you for a long time, and I miss you deeply. Over these past forty years, your face has lingered in my mind—impossible to brush away, returning even when I try to cut it off,] Song Wen said tenderly.
[Really?] Xuan Li asked skeptically.
[How could it be false? But I also know that it is inconvenient for us to meet now. Even if I can only hear your voice, it will ease the suffering of my longing,] Song Wen said.
[Actually... it is not as though we cannot meet. You are skilled at disguises anyway. Reserve a private room somewhere in the city, and I will come see you. If you are still worried, choose some remote place, and I will come alone later... If you want, I can call Qiluo along as well.] Unlike her usual coolness, Xuan Li's words carried obvious shyness.
[...] Song Wen was speechless.
He had serious business to attend to.
If he met Xuan Li, it would probably delay him another ten days or half a month.
Though that was what he thought, Song Wen still replied in a delighted tone.
[Xuan Li, are you truly still willing to see me? I had feared that you would distance yourself from me because of Kurong and the others' deaths. But...]
Song Wen abruptly changed tack, then trailed off.
[But what? Since when did you, Extreme Yin, start speaking so hesitantly?] Xuan Li pressed.
[Before we meet, there is something I would