The sorrow in Zuo Xiaoduo's heart flowed against the current into a river-no, an ocean, a boundless sea, a sea of stars!
In that instant, he felt that life had lost all its joy.
Of course there would be compensation for finding the Soul-Tempering Vermilion Fruit.
That went without saying!
Whatever else might be said, the people of Hidden Dragon High Martial would never forcibly seize something from a junior. That was certain.
But Zuo Xiaoduo's expression right now was simply too entertaining.
Everyone wickedly wanted to watch a little longer. Holding back their laughter, they ignored him and merely gathered around Vice Principal Liu, fussing over him.
"Old Liu, this is wonderful!"
"Exactly! Wasn't this the very thing you were missing?"
"I have to say, Old Liu really is lucky."
"This is truly a case of the blessed having no need to worry."
Madam Liu's eyes brimmed with hot tears as she thanked them over and over. After so many years of bitter waiting, her wish had finally come true, and at this moment, she even felt dizzy.
Despite her lofty cultivation realm, her feet now felt as though they were treading on clouds, weak and utterly without strength. Even her eyes saw double wherever she looked, and her body swayed.
Grandma Shi noticed something was wrong and hurriedly helped the now-incoherent Madam Liu sit down, then quickly prepared a bottle of Water of Life for her to drink.
She sat beside her and sighed softly.
No one understood better than she did how much Madam Liu had suffered over the years.
Now, at last, bitterness had given way to sweetness, and only a bright, open road lay ahead.
Watching from the side, Zuo Xiaoduo actually felt the ache in his heart gradually fading.
What am I aching over?