A downpour had turned Lin Yun's letter of reassurance into a plea for help.
As she looked at the blood letters above, the Snow Maiden's eyes reddened.
She couldn't fathom just how dire the situation must be for Lin Yun to have written such a blood letter; the blurred bloodstains inevitably conjured up the image of Lin Yun lying in a pool of blood.
At that moment, her worries were the last thing on her mind.
All it took was one command, and the entire army was mobilized!
Snowstep: "..."
Seeing her master so agitated, Snowstep figured she must have misunderstood something.
That wasn't Lin Yun's blood, that was mine!
Snowstep nibbled at the Snow Maiden's skirt to direct her attention to its own wounds.
Now, you should understand, right?
Although Lin Yun had treated Snowstep, the wound would still take some time to completely heal.
When the Snow Maiden saw Snowstep's injuries and the many hairs it had lost, she felt even more certain that Lin Yun must be in dire straits.
