Burning Flowers, Swaying Moon, Asking About the Past - Dreams of the Jade Zither's Past, Qiong Yuan's Fate After Parting

"Qiong... Rong?"

Recovering from his shock a moment later, Xing Yan immediately remembered the little sister who should have been standing there. In that place bathed in gold and silver radiance, only the tall, otherworldly woman remained. There was not the slightest trace of the adorable little girl.

He called out with some hesitation, but the woman within the radiant light abruptly turned her head, her eyes flashing like lightning as she looked coldly toward him. The instant her gaze met Xing Yan's, a ripple stirred in those clear, autumn-water eyes, which had been so indifferent. She seemed suddenly taken aback.

Her reaction puzzled Xing Yan. He was about to question her again when he suddenly noticed that her expression had turned furious. Before he could react, the divinely beautiful woman abruptly raised her right hand, spreading five slender, jade-pipe fingers toward him like a blooming orchid.

"..."

Though the goddess wore a faintly angry, reproachful expression, every movement was incomparably graceful, leaving Xing Yan staring in a daze once more.

Seeing his entranced gaze, the woman grew still angrier. As though finally making up her mind, she drew her orchid fingers inward, closing them into a tightly furled lotus bud-

Is she asking me to come over?

With his soul already soaring halfway to heaven, the boy continued to speculate dreamily.

"Hall Master, look out!"

Just as he stood there as though bewitched, a startled cry suddenly rang out beside him. Before he could react, someone scooped him up from behind by the waist. Wind whooshed past his ears; by the time he understood what had happened, two pale hands were wrapped around his waist, and he was already flying through the air.

The cold mountain wind high above instantly jolted the briefly entranced master of Four Seas Hall