No matter how rare or good a man was, as long as he did not hold affections for Jun'er, it would merely spell disaster for his beloved sister. It was better that she acknowledge the truth sooner rather than later.
Huo Ruojun eyed the pile of books on the table. They were all obscure tomes recording fragments of the Wushang Continent's history. Perhaps one of those books contained information on a path leading to the Xuantian Continent. Seeing the serious look on her Imperial Brother's face, she resolved to find the information she sought.
"Imperial Brother, you wouldn't be brokering a deal with Si Mobai; you would be helping me find happiness!" Huo Ruojun did not give up. Glaring at those hateful books taking up her brother's time, she wanted nothing more but to burn them. No. It was best she did not look at them.
