The pear tree in front of the dark hall and the pear blossoms falling on Madam Mu made Chen Changsheng recall the sight from a few days ago.
The pear tree on the observation platform had already been chopped by his sword into dust so fine that it couldn't be seen, so he had learned the story about the person in the painting from Luoluo.
He had been touched by Luoluo's deep affection, and he felt that Madam Mu had put incredible thought into making Luoluo accept the Demon Lord.
She probably deeply loved her only daughter, so why was she callous with regards to her marriage?
If his guess was right, why did she treat the White Emperor that she had loved for so many years so coldly?
Just what sort of person was she?
"The Xiang clan are just like massive, uninteresting mountains, as thick and cold as their bodies."
Madam Mu continued, "For Your Holiness the Pope to be able to ignore their existences and come to this place, your methods truly are extraordinary."
