However...
Not long after she descended from the rockery, she spotted a figure ahead.
Tall and slender, with blue robes fluttering.
He stood before a lake in the Shadow Moon Convent.
Beside him was a clump of green bamboo.
He stood there coldly, his eyes like a frigid pool, his face like pure snow, his hair gathered into a high ponytail behind him, looking quite proud.
Just like the figure himself.
Haughty, cold, willing to break rather than bend.
This figure was none other than Ye Qinghong.
The instant she saw her Eldest Senior Sister, Lian Yue stiffened, deep bitterness welling up within her.
Of course she knew her Eldest Senior Sister was waiting for her, and seemed to have been waiting for a very, very long time.
For no other reason than that demon's private meeting with her just now.
For her Eldest Senior Sister, who had always been proud and never paid attention to outside matters, this was simply unprecedented.
And this further proved how deeply her Eldest Senior Sister had fallen.
Lian Yue drew a deep breath and, carrying her lantern with a faint smile on her face, walked up to Ye Qinghong step by step.
By now, Ye Qinghong had noticed Lian Yue too. His body trembled, his fists clenched instinctively, and he looked her over nervously.
Only when he saw that his junior sister's clothes were neat and nothing seemed amiss did he relax slightly, his expression gradually turning cool.
He asked coldly.
"Junior Sister, what... did you report to Master just now? Why did you have to make me step back?"
As expected, this is about Master.
Lian Yue sighed inwardly, already feeling somewhat helpless, but she still deliberately added a hint of provocation as she smiled and said.
"Eldest Senior Sister, what do