Chen Xun's gaze held an unprecedented tenderness as he gently eased He Ling away.
He smiled again. "How old are you now? Don't lose your composure."
He Ling clung tightly to the hem of Chen Xun's robe and murmured fondly, "Even when heaven grows barren and earth grows old, I'll still be your little sister. How is that losing my composure...?"
"Moo, moo~~!"
Before her words had faded, Big Black Ox came running over in excitement, turning to call out to Little Crimson as well. "Moo, moo!!"
"Second Brother~ Fourth Brother~"
"Moo~~"
Big Black Ox rubbed against He Ling's cheek in delight, then glanced at Chen Xun, growing even more excited, as though saying that she had truly come back to life!
Roar!
A lion's roar rang out. Little Crimson now looked like a "mountain bandit," his mane wild and disheveled. A long, hideous scar where no fur grew ran across his back, adding to his fierce, rugged bearing.
The shifty look in his eyes had vanished, replaced by steadfast composure.
"Sister Crane." Little Crimson growled softly, his eyes fixed on her. "I wanted to come save you back then, but our World Breaking Ship carried me away instead."
Only afterward had he learned that Mu Feng had tricked him!
His regret over this had reached its utmost limit. He had even gone mad for a time, slaughtering countless enemies from outside.
He Ling cupped Little Crimson's face in both hands and smiled, deeply moved. "I was the one who told the World Breaking Ship to leave. If anything had happened to you, how could I call myself your Third Sister?"
Little Crimson slowly pressed his forehead against He Ling's, as though trying to feel the warmth that proved she was still alive. At last, he also set down the