"Miss, but we've been waiting for so many years, why do we have to keep waiting? When will the best time finally come?"
Lv Rui really couldn't understand what her young lady was thinking.
Hearing this, the black-clad woman sighed softly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly, and she said to Lv Rui, "I suppose it should be soon. As long as this crisis passes, we'll go find him."
"Really?"
Lv Rui looked delighted.
The black-clad woman nodded resolutely.
Receiving the black-clad woman's promise, Lv Rui finally dispelled the gloom.
Soon, Lv Rui and the black-clad woman left Mount Yinwu.
After the master and servant had left for just half a cup of tea's time, Si Qianmo returned along the same path.
But when Si Qianmo arrived at the small cabin, he found that it was already deserted.
As Si Qianmo descended the mountain, he vaguely felt something was not right, and his heart was restless, as if he had left behind something very important.
