"By the way."
Just then, Li Changsheng suddenly spoke.
Feng Ling hurriedly lowered her head to look at him.
"Prepare some supplies—things to keep warm, food, and something to start a fire with."
"The Extreme North has a unique environment. Even if soul masters can withstand the cold, they must not let their guard down."
Feng Ling was slightly stunned, then her smile deepened.
"Is the Divine Son worried about me?"
Li Changsheng gave her an indifferent glance.
"They are merely necessary preparations."
"Oh?"
Feng Ling deliberately drew out the word and leaned down again, her tone returning to its earlier seductive charm.
"But from my perspective, Divine Son, you are clearly worried about me."
"Since the Divine Son is so considerate, I will naturally prepare properly and certainly will not hold you back."
Li Changsheng ignored her teasing and simply closed his eyes again.
Seeing this, Feng Ling did not persist.
She stood there and watched Li Changsheng for a moment before turning toward the door.
Just before leaving, she suddenly stopped, looked back, and curved her red lips into a smile.
"Divine Son, I will definitely arrive on time three mornings from now."
"When the time comes, you are not allowed to go back on your word."
With his eyes closed, Li Changsheng replied blandly:
"I will not."
Only after receiving his answer did Feng Ling leave the courtyard in satisfaction.
The door slowly closed, and the courtyard returned to silence.
The wicker chair continued to sway gently beneath the sunlight.
Li Changsheng opened his eyes and looked in the direction Feng Ling had left, a meaningful glint flashing through his gaze.
Naturally, he was not going to the Extreme North for leisure.
That was because something extremely important to him at present was there.
However, even he