Streaks of golden light appeared, but Jiang Hai was more concerned about his friends.
Zhang Lexuan's expression was calm, yet a trace of heartache lay hidden in her eyes. She walked over to Jiang Hai and gently took his hand. Her soft, seemingly boneless hand was wonderfully warm, and Jiang Hai tightened his grip around it.
"I'm sorry," Zhang Lexuan whispered.
Jiang Hai knew what she meant. He had also seen what she had experienced in the third trial. Just as he had inhabited his father's body and dreamed his way back to that scene from the past, Zhang Lexuan had done the same. Only, she had returned to Jiang Hai's body, experiencing his sorrows and joys bit by bit. Only then had she learned how utterly hopeless he had once felt about this world.
And she, Ma Xiaotao, and even Huo Yuhao and the others had all once become lamps that brought warmth to his despair.
Jiang Hai smiled. "You don't need to apologize. I should be thanking all of you!"
Zhang Lexuan smiled tenderly. "I'll always be by your side."
Light and shadow gathered. The figure formed from golden light bore a seventy-percent resemblance to the Love God's remnant consciousness, but Jiang Hai knew this was not the Love God. It was another god: Sea God Tang San.
"Where's Dong'er? Where's my Dong'er? Why hasn't she appeared?" When Tang San appeared, Huo Yuhao could not help shouting anxiously.
There were only eighteen orbs of light in the hall. Wang Dong'er had not appeared, nor had Wang Qiu'er.
Tang San did not answer. With a wave of his hand, the scene atop the mountain appeared before everyone's eyes.
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