The two of them exchanged glances for a long time, but no words were spoken.
After a while, Chu Qing reached out to brush the snowflakes off her shoulder and softly asked:
"Have you been well these days?"
"Not really."
Wu Qianhuan gazed at Chu Qing:
"Something happened to Chu Tian."
At such a moment, saying such words was quite a spoiler.
But Wu Qianhuan could not help but speak.
She said in a deep voice:
"I followed Wuchen's trail northward, only to hear that he had died at your hands…"
Chu Qing watched her as her red lips parted slightly, suddenly reaching out to hold her chin.
His thumb gently pressed against her lips, causing Wu Qianhuan to be taken aback for a moment.
"I may not have seen the [Moon-Pointing Profound Skill], but I have seen your senior brother Zuo Wenchuan's [Great Sun Profound Skill].
"This technique is magnificent and grand, open and noble.
