Qin Ruan inhaled the faint scent of Agarwood lingering on Master Huo, along with his distinct cool aura, and found her sorrow and unexplained emotions somewhat placated.
There were certain things for which she could not seek consolation from her father, her elder brothers.
After sending off Han Xian and Han Kexin, the person Qin Ruan thought of was Master Huo, the only one who had stayed with her even after her death in her previous life.
At this moment, nestled in his embrace, Qin Ruan's heart felt substantially calmer.
She herself didn't know why she wanted to see Master Huo.
Seeing him required no words, only their mutual embrace, and smelling the scent that was incredibly familiar to her in both this life and the last, she felt comforted.
Huo Yunjiao furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes set heavy on Huo Zhi, a clear warning in his gaze.
The way Qin Ruan was, it was clear that she had been wronged outside.
Noticing the masters' gaze, Huo Zhi slowly lifted her eyes.
