Seeing the powerful figures at each other's throats again, Ning Xiang seized an opening, jumped out of Lu Qingchen's arms, and darted away.
She climbed onto the third-floor deck to enjoy the breeze.
"Dog System?"
Ning Xiang tried calling the Dog System. She had plenty of questions she wanted to ask it, but lately it seemed to be malfunctioning, working one moment and failing the next.
I demand that the Heavenly Dao give me a new system!
Once she had enjoyed enough of the breeze, she was about to head back when she caught sight of a figure in blue-green.
Eldest Senior Brother?
He seems to be enjoying the scenery alone. I'd better not disturb him.
While Ning Xiang hesitated over whether to go up and disturb Su Lang, he had already spotted her, leaving her no choice but to raise a paw in greeting.
"Junior Sister, your mind is unsettled. Would you like me to play a tune to soothe your emotions and calm your spirit?"
Ning Xiang considered it, then walked over and lay down beside Su Lang.
Su Lang took out the Jade Flute. Its notes flowed gently, winding and lilting, now high, now low, now distant, now near.
His music was just like him: upright and dignified, as though it could sweep away every injustice.
Like midnight moonlight spilling over a flowing, clear stream, it gradually smoothed away the restlessness in Ning Xiang's heart. Her eyes slowly closed, and she fell asleep.
The flute fell silent. Su Lang looked at Ning Xiang. At some point, she had returned to her young woman's form, but even asleep, she was far from peaceful, her long lashes trembling faintly.
What was she dreaming about?
Su Lang recalled when she had first arrived at Solitary Light Peak, and their master