In the hall, faced with Shi Yutong's question...
Li Ping considered for a moment, then shook his head slightly. "I merely noticed how hurriedly you left earlier, Sect Leader Shi, and thought there might be something I could help with. That was why I followed you here to take a look. There was nothing else."
Hearing the concern in his words, Shi Yutong's eyes could not help misting over.
She had always thought Li Ping was someone wholly devoted to pursuing the Dao, whom nothing could move.
But she had never expected him to notice the change in her mood today, much less come all this way specifically to help out of concern for her.
Although her mother, True Person Qian Xue, had reached the core formation stage, her father had always sheltered her well. Apart from cultivating diligently, she rarely involved herself in managing the sect.
The moment she learned of her father's death, her mother had sunk into profound grief, shutting herself inside the hall and refusing to leave!
Although Shi Yutong's grief was no less than her mother's, she understood where her responsibilities lay. She had to do everything she could to stabilize the city and prevent internal strife within the Snowflight Sect.
So she swallowed her grief and forced herself to be strong, issuing a series of orders to ensure that her father's death would not cause too great a disruption within the city!
But with the sudden death of the father who had cherished her, who could know the pain, sorrow, and helplessness in her heart?
"Brother Li, thank you for your kindness!" Shi Yutong said earnestly, her voice slightly choked. "There may be unrest in the city soon, and we'll need pills for restoring magical power and healing injuries. If you have the time,