In front of the Pavilion, Wu Li and Fu Ling kept their eyes tightly shut.
Faced with the one who was about to become their "savior," they naturally followed Ling An's instructions in everything they said and did.
After all, they had been trapped in helplessness for far too long, so long that they had once nearly resigned themselves to their fate.
Then Ling An had suddenly appeared and said he had a way to suppress Fu Ling's illness. They could hardly contain their joy.
But now that the moment had actually arrived, that overwhelming joy turned into tears streaming from their eyes.
At the height of happiness, people sometimes cried instead.
Sensing the sudden surge of power before them, Wu Li and Fu Ling were initially stunned.
But a sense of reassurance soon followed.
If they had failed to find a cure after traveling all over Huanglong, then only a being this powerful could help them.
At some point, the snow began to fall again.
They heard Ling An say calmly, "All right, open your eyes."
Both slowly opened their eyes. The Pavilion was still the same Pavilion, and Ling An was still the same little cat.
Aside from the oppressive aura that had suddenly surged and then vanished, nothing seemed to have changed.
"Fu... Fu Ling, do you feel any different?" Wu Li asked anxiously.
Fu Ling first shook her head gently, then immediately gave a firm nod. "I don't feel anything, but I trust Patroller Ling An."
Her gaze was gentle and full of gratitude.
Ling An explained, "I used a special method to slow time inside her body, so naturally, her illness won't have a chance to flare up. But everything comes at a price..."
"What price?" Wu Li asked, growing anxious.
"With time slowed inside