A wave of sadness rose from beneath Yunmeng Ze's waters.
All of a sudden, Su He turned around and peered into the underwater garden but saw nothing. Tear drops fell without reason, purifying a patch of Ze Water.
The sorrowful aura from beneath the water was so thick it infected the surroundings, making it hard for Su He to maintain his composure.
A White Dragon broke through the water and soared to the Nine Heavens, coiling under the moonlight and stars. It gazed at the waning moon in the west but remained silent, without even uttering a dragon's chant.
The wave of sadness converged, all of it returning to the White Dragon. It floated in the sky for a while, then slowly lowered its Dragon Head to meet Su He face to face.
Eyes like autumn waters, profound and silent...
"Am I beautiful?" After a long while, the White Dragon asked again.
Su He didn't understand why but still answered truthfully, "Beautiful! Extremely beautiful!"
