"How is that possible?" Sangmo was greatly troubled. Annoyed, she kicked a stone beneath her feet and turned to walk toward her courtyard.
"Eh! After the Emperor descends to the mortal realm, he should be a mortal too, right?" Sangmo said with a sudden mischievous smile appearing on her face.
Her eyes rolled, "Little Mirror, what do you think? Was his cultivation high when he came down?"
Little Mirror was obviously speechless, "I～advise～you～not～to～seek～death."
It wanted to say more, but Sangmo hurriedly stuffed it into her bosom and rushed down the mountain to eat.
The weather had been changeable these past few days. Just as Sangmo reached the entrance of the cafeteria, a torrential rain poured down.
Sangmo put her hand over her head and dashed into the cafeteria.
With her head lowered, she suddenly spotted a pair of large feet and quickly stopped in her tracks.
To her surprise, the person suddenly stepped forward and deliberately bumped into Sangmo.
