"..." Lin Xianxei's captivating smile was brought down by a somber sigh. Lin Ming's question had struck a chord in her heart. She could only close her eyes slowly, lifting her chin as she began to breathe in the sweetly fragrant air of the courtyard.
"..." Lin Xianxei's silent response had answered Lin Ming's question. He slowly clenched his fists as he thought of that extraordinary figure that had been his goal for the past two decades. How could that man allow Lin Xianxei to be placed on house arrest, letting her suffer for an entire year in the Traceless Regret Valley without a response?
Lin Xianxei's eyes opened as she felt the resentment tainting the fragrant air in the surroundings. She turned to Lin Ming, "Don't blame Master; he is plagued by his own issues. When he decides, he'll make his move." Lin Xianxei was clearly more aware of Divine King Han Xei's circumstances than Lin Ming, but she rarely spoke of it.
