Ice Spirit's pupils shrank abruptly. Did Feng Nü not want to struggle alone in the mire? Was she trying to drag the other sisters down together?
"Mom? Are you listening? Lan Chen is already ready, shall we come in?" Outside the door, Feng Nü's urging voice rang out once more, carrying an air of refusal-proof concern.
Ice Spirit took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the panic that was about to leap out of her heart. Her beautiful eyes trembled slightly under Bai Qinchen's half-smiling gaze.
Facing the door, she kept her voice as steady as she could, yet it still inevitably carried a trace of dryness and profound meaning: "Think it over carefully... What you'll face after coming in-once this threshold is crossed, there is no turning back. Lan Chen is your sister, after all, and you want to bring her in too?"
Outside the door, the smile at the corner of Feng Nü's mouth grew increasingly uncanny. She could even imagine the reluctant, submissive posture of the older woman inside the room at this moment.
She gently pinched the palm of Lan Chen's hand, her tone resolute and tender, imbued with unquestionable filial piety: "Mom, I know. Precisely because it's Lan Chen, I feel all the more at ease letting her come and help you."
Standing beside her, Lan Chen could not understand the implications of their dialogue at all. Assuming simply that her mother was reluctant to put people to trouble, she hurriedly replied in a soft voice: "Mom, it's fine. As long as it can help you and relieve your worries, I am willing to do anything. Please don't shut us out."
Listening to that voice, as clear as water and devoid of any impurities, Ice Spirit closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.
That