Zhang Yuan stepped out of the private room, his mind swirling with concern as he searched for Xue Hua.
He spotted her slender figure walking toward the large balcony at the end of the corridor, her silver hair gleaming in the warm evening light.
"Hua..." he called out softly, but she didn't stop.
Xue Hua reached the balcony and leaned against the railing, gazing out at the sprawling city of Northern Pearl bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun.
Her shoulders were tense, and Zhang Yuan could see her body shaking slightly and he quickened his pace, approaching her.
"Hua..." he called again, standing beside her now.
Leaning back on the railing, he looked at her... Her eyes, usually calm and icy, were shimmering with unshed tears.
She quickly turned her face away from him, embarrassed to show her crying face.
Raising a trembling hand, she brushed a tear away with her fingers. "Master..." she muttered, her voice shaky and soft.
