Clear Sky Sect.
The unbroken stretch of buildings shifted unpredictably amid the clouds, hidden behind the mist atop the mountain. The Clear Sky Sect were natural-born blacksmiths, and when it came to construction, they were naturally authoritative. Grand towers stood in impressive rows.
And atop the tallest building.
Two burly men overlooked the sea of clouds. In the distance, an unfathomably deep cliff completely cut the Clear Sky Sect off from the world beyond. The scenery here was beautiful, but neither of them had any heart to admire it. Both wore worried expressions.
"Big Brother, Little Dong definitely isn't happy," Erming said dejectedly.
"It was that man's order. Do you dare defy him?" Daming snorted coldly, scratching his head in irritation.
From beginning to end, they had never figured out what that man meant.
It was as if Wang Dong were a tool that could be casually discarded.
But in their eyes, although Wang Dong was only an incomplete soul that he had torn in two, she was connected to Xiao Wu by blood. As her uncles... they could only watch helplessly.
"He is Little Dong's father, after all. Perhaps he has his own considerations." Daming let out a long sigh. "Even though he holds a high position, there are still hardships that are difficult to speak of. We can only hope that when Little Dong recovers her memories in the future, she'll be able to forgive us."
"Recover her memories? At that time, will Little Dong still be Little Dong?" Erming said dully.
"Sigh..."
"A favored child of heaven!"
"This is the kind of person who ought to be under my... ahem, my son-in-law!"
God Realm.
Before a palace radiating majestic pale-blue divine light, Tang San looked at the flickering point of light in the lower realm. That