Nie Shuangshuang's place wasn't small. There was a garden. Her cultivation room was separated with her sleeping room. Nie Shuangshuang's bedroom was simple but elegant. Ye Mo liked it this way. It seemed more real.
Nie Shuangshuang poured a cup for Ye Mo and sat down too.
"Shuangshuang, you seem to have something on your mind?" Ye Mo felt Nie Shuangshuang wasn't right.
"No…" Nie Shuangshuang shook her head, "I've lived here for a hundred years. My master is very nice to me and she's still in solitary cultivation. Thinking about how I'm about to leave her and the Ice God Palace, I'm a bit sad…"
