When she saw her own portrait, Meng Yao froze.
There were several lines of small print beneath the portrait:
I am Feng Chenye. A dear friend and I lost touch out in the world.
I penned this humble work to bring you a smile, and through this book, I ask you, dear reader: have you seen my friend?
Her name is Meng Yao. If you happen to meet her, I, Feng, implore you to tell her that Chenye has been searching for her all along!
Farther down was another note: anyone with information about Meng Yao may relay it to the Thousand Connections Pavilion. A generous reward is assured!
After reading the page, Meng Yao trembled slightly.
She hurriedly checked the cover. Sure enough, the compiler's name appeared at the bottom: Feng Chenye!
Young Master Feng actually wrote this?
Young Master Feng came to the Spirit Wilderness Realm?
She turned to the final pages of the other four books and found that every one contained a notice searching for her, and all were compiled by Feng Chenye!
After sitting in a daze for a while, Meng Yao's memories stretched back.
Feng Chenye's anguished cries in the Moon God Hall echoed in her ears once more:
"Miss Meng Yao, I earned the Literary Sage's recognition in the Secret Realm and received the baptism of literary qi. I've reached King Rank!"
"I didn't even go home. I came straight here to share it with you. Why aren't you here?"
"There are still a few lines of poetry I haven't read to you!"
"In heaven, may we be Lovebirds; on earth, may we be Intertwined Branches!"
"May I be a star and you the moon, our flowing light shining clear together night after night... who am I supposed to recite them to when