Chaoyang extended his hand to her, but it wasn't to bid her farewell.
"I have a suggestion. Stay, and keep Kokomoqi company. Although everyone can't remember the name of the Mist God, the residents surely remember you after all these years of spreading the teachings of the Paradise Sect, so there is really no need for you to live alone as you did in the past."
"What, you want me to serve the Paradise Sect for a lifetime?" The Shadow's face showed a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "As for a solitary life, I have grown accustomed to it. These past few days have indeed been unusually lively for me. While enjoyable, I can't neglect my responsibilities."
Mere pleasure or hobbies couldn't hold her back, Chaoyang realized, she was not the same kind of person as Kokomoqi.
If she were to be compared to a person, she would be more like a willful ascetic.
If not for this, she probably wouldn't have persisted for over a thousand years.
