Once it was winter, heavy snow kept falling without breaks in between.
Inside a pavilion that was built near a precipice at the 10,000 Beasts Sect, dim lights were seen swaying gently.
Below was the Wanzhang Precipice, where the Tianlan River from more than 3 kilometers away could be seen flowing slowly and calmly without undulating. Ou Yangming sighed and remarked, "Humans are like this surging river, where the water doesn't get to choose anymore once it flows from a stream into a big river. It'll only be pushed forward by the waves, and its flowing speed will be decided by the topography. It can't do as it wishes anymore…"
Wu Hanning sat by the window and supported her chin with her hands. As she lifted her smooth black hair, her enchanting collar bones were revealed. She chuckled like a fallen angel, such that every move she made looked perfect. The young lady responded, "That's not necessarily the case…"
