「Several days later.」
「Donglong Island Harbor.」
The majestic, jet-black hull of the Ghostly Flood Dragon was being loaded with supplies for a long voyage.
On the docks.
Luo Qing'e threw herself into Su Ye's arms. Tilting her head back, she asked for a kiss.
"Come back soon..."
"I will," Su Ye soothed Luo Qing'e.
At that moment,
a silver Escape Light appeared on the horizon, streaking closer.
Luo Xiyin landed on the docks.
She wore a simple white dress, her long silver hair cascading down. Her beauty was as cold as ice, like a goddess from a snowy mountain!
Seeing the Ancestor land, Luo Qing'e grew a little bashful and turned to bow.
"Ancestor..."
"There's no need for such formalities..." Luo Xiyin's tone was cool.
But when she looked at Luo Qing'e, a complex emotion flickered in the depths of her eyes.
Was it guilt, or jealousy, or something else she couldn't put into words?
"Mr. Su and I have some matters to discuss... Please, come with me."
