She thought of Gong Hao, now dead, and how completely things had diverged from her past life.
In the end, Su Jiu nodded to Bai Su and left without saying anything more.
She had never been one to hunt people down to the last, and Bai Su had long since lost any hostility toward her. With the root of their conflict severed, becoming strangers was the best outcome they could hope for.
Watching Su Jiu's retreating figure, Bai Su finally let a rare hint of a smile curl her lips.
Everything she had brooded over all this time had never weighed on the other woman's heart at all.
Some things needed no words; a look alone was enough for her to understand a little.
Yes, Su Jiu had always been that sort of person. As long as no one crossed her bottom line, she took nothing to heart.
She simply wondered whether, someday, someone would find a place in this favored daughter of heaven's heart.
Just as Su Jiu was about to leave for the Netherworld Ravine, she noticed Ning Fan still standing on the sacrificial altar, staring distractedly at its runes.
"Senior Brother?"
Su Jiu's call brought Ning Fan back to his senses.
She saw him point at the row of houses behind the altar. "I just went to look at those houses. The patterns on them are very similar to the ones on the altar. I think opening the houses must have something to do with this altar too."
"You want to open those rooms?" There was a touch of surprise in Silver Snow's voice.
Ning Fan looked puzzled. "There might be clues inside."
Su Jiu glanced at the houses as well. "Clues about that mass of demonic qi that took A-Yu away just now?"
Ning Fan