Days resumed its peace. The conflict due to the treasure from Moon Soul and the longing for a woman long gone was finally carefully kept in the bottom of their hearts; never forgotten yet never brought up again. After all, one should continue to move forward instead of turning back for what lay behind was nothing but shadows. Only by looking forward could they see the sunshine.
Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiheng had been getting along well recently — That one sentence, 'Your death is imminent' Meng Fuyao had told Zhan Beiheng the other day terrified him, and she was almost thrown out of the door by Zhan Beiheng's guards. Even then, all Meng Fuyao did was to sit there, unperturbed, slowly sipping her tea. "The kind-hearted me has taken the risk to enlighten you with the perfect wisdom, but yet you want to throw me out of the door? Very well, I shall leave, but I will never enter here again."
