When she saw Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing, she went up to greet them.
"Have some." Xiao Luo handed over the tea.
Yang Wanqing took it and gulped down a mouthful. "Thanks, girl."
Chen Siyao took the other cup and warmed her hands on it. "Xiao Luo, where's my brother?"
"Celestial Venerable Taihao is in the ancestor's cultivation chamber." Xiao Luo spoke the words "Celestial Venerable Taihao" with a cautious reverence.
Over the past few days, everyone in the clan had learned that the Human Clan man was a Celestial Venerable, the one who had shown their ancestor kindness ten thousand years ago.
Chen Siyao nodded. "Take me to him."
Chen Hao sat in Xiao Wuwang's cultivation chamber.
It was a round room surrounded by ice walls, with an empty ice platform in the center.
Xiao Wuwang sat opposite him, his cane resting beside his feet. A pot of Ice Dew Tea stood between them.
Neither of them was speaking when Chen Siyao entered. Everything was quiet.
"Hey, brother."
Chen Hao turned his head.
Chen Siyao walked over and stood beside him. "We're done looking around. Time to head back."
Xiao Wuwang stood up. He looked at Chen Hao, hesitating as though he wanted to say something.
Chen Hao rose from the ice platform. "If you have something to say, say it."
The old man shook his head. "Nothing else. Celestial Venerable, after you leave... will you return?"
"Hard to say."
Xiao Wuwang nodded. He did not try to keep him there. A Celestial Venerable had his own affairs to attend to, and he understood that well.
"Take care, Celestial Venerable."
Chen Hao murmured an acknowledgment and headed outside with Chen Siyao.
Yang Wanqing was waiting on the platform. Frostwing still lay beside her, a large wing covering her feet