Xihe froze.
She truly had not expected Tongtian to appear so suddenly, let alone look as though he wanted to chat with her.
It left Xihe utterly bewildered.
After all, she had known Tongtian for a long time. Though they had never really spoken at length, she still knew something of his temperament.
He was a cultivation fanatic through and through. Apart from cultivating, he cared about practically nothing else.
Yet he had actually come to strike up a conversation with her?
This was something Xihe had never imagined, and it was precisely why she had only asked the disciples of the Interception Sect for information, never once considering approaching Tongtian himself.
After all, in Xihe's eyes, Tongtian was now a Sage, and they had long since ceased to stand on the same level.
To put it plainly, he had only pulled her out of the River of Time for Lu Ya's sake.
Now that she had been rescued, that should naturally have been the end of it.
Yet, to her surprise, Tongtian had come to her again, looking ready to sit down and chat.
What did this mean?
Meanwhile, the moment Tongtian saw Xihe's expression, he understood what she was thinking. He smiled and spoke without preamble.
"You seem rather surprised, Fellow Daoist Xihe."
"What surprises you? That I would come to chat with you?"
"Or do you think that, as a Sage, I must remain lofty and unapproachable?"
Only when Tongtian spoke did Xihe snap out of her daze, suddenly looking ill at ease.
After all, Tongtian was a Sage.
Perhaps when she had been the Mother of the Demon Court, she had still been qualified to exchange a few words with him.
But now she was merely an unaffiliated cultivator, and one with nowhere to go at