Jiang Miaoyin mustered up her courage and finally spoke the words that had weighed on her heart.
She felt a sense of relief.
But the next moment, regret welled up in her Heart Lake.
Words once spoken are like water spilled—irretrievable.
"Hoo..."
Jiang Miaoyin let out a heavy breath, hurriedly picked up her hat and put it on, not wanting the person opposite her to see her expression.
The wind and snow lightly brushed their clothing.
The silence between them resumed, but it did not last long.
Xie Xuanyi took down the Lifebound Flying Sword that was hovering above his head, placed it on his knee, and the aura of the Golden Robed Martial Dao Divine Embryo also receded, leaving him completely calm.
He dispelled the Sword Qi and dharma which surrounded him.
Xie Xuanyi now faced the woman before him in his most original form.
"I know."
Gazing directly into the eyes beneath Jiang Miaoyin's hat, though obscured by gauze, he knew she was looking right back at him.
