The thought of losing her loved one for the second time was something that Fire Sorrow did not want to cross her mind.
Only someone who had lived through millions of years of regret and sorrow would be able to understand how she felt, others would simply see it as a massive exaggeration on her part.
It was true that Bai Zemin might not be the Sirius that Fire Sorrow knew.
It was also true that Bai Zemin might not even be the reincarnation of Sirius' soul.
However, even if it was only a slim probability that the young man she met was the soul of the one she loved so much in the past, Fire Sorrow didn't want to let go of that probability no matter what.
She could sense that Bai Zemin was alive, but as Long Tian pointed out in a disdainful voice his life was fragile and weak like a broken wooden boat floating deep in the ocean during a night of thunder and raging winds.
