"Yes!"
A white figure streaked through the sky at high speed, entering Second High School's office building in a state almost possessed of form but no substance, and descended straight to the top floor.
The newcomer had barely come to a stop when another figure flashed into view. "Is that Lingnian?"
The white figure revealed herself, tall and slender, with graceful curves. It was Zuo Xiaonian, wearing a veil as usual that covered her entire face tightly. "Mm, it's me. Is Grandma He here?"
"Yes. She's waiting for you."
Zuo Xiaonian entered the office, and the door closed silently behind her, sealing the room. At once, her eyes curved into a smile, and she ran a few steps forward. "Grandma He, I've come to see you."
Seated in a wheelchair in the office was that elderly woman whose life was already a candle flickering in the wind. At the sight of Zuo Xiaonian, she opened her almost toothless mouth and smiled happily. "Oh my, my little Xiao Nian is here..."
"What brought you here to see Grandma He today?"
"I missed you."
Zuo Xiaonian obediently walked behind the wheelchair and pushed the elderly woman over to the broad floor-to-ceiling windows. "My master was worried about you, so she sent me especially to check on you and bring you some Dragon Soul Liquid while I was at it," she said softly.
As she spoke, she took out a small bottle.
The elderly woman smiled faintly. "I know the state of my own body. Even Dragon Soul Liquid is useless now."
She raised a withered hand, took Zuo Xiaonian's hand, and drew her in front of her. Gently stroking Zuo Xiaonian's delicate face, she smiled. "So lovely. So very lovely."
Zuo Xiaonian crouched down and looked up at her. "Grandma He,