The air among the mountains seemed to freeze. Even the wind quietened down. Yang Qing and the lady in white looked at each other quietly.
Wang Lin, Yue Hongyan, Kang Nanhua and the rest stood far away. As they looked at the both of them, they tried to remain silent.
Right now, they already knew that this lady in white was the person that Yang Qing had missed all these years. She was his junior in the Cloud Water Cave, Fang Ting.
The two of them were childhood sweethearts. They were even engaged to each other.
This was also the reason why Yang Qing could not reveal the truth earlier. Part of the Grand Moon Primordial Water that Yang Qing possessed had flowed into Fang Ting’s body.
