Wenn Miao waved her sleeve, and in the next instant brought Lu Nanzhi with her, appearing on the seashore.
The night was silent, the sea vast and empty, with a half-moon hanging high.
The ocean was boundless, vast but also fraught with hidden dangers.
Wenn Miao looked at Lu Nanzhi, opened her mouth to scold, but swallowed the words, seeing her looking dejected and lifeless, a hint of heartache welled up in her eyes.
Lu Nanzhi was a good child she watched grow up, mature and introspective, though stubborn, she was always rational, had her own opinions, and carried the demeanor of a senior disciple sister.
Compared to Jiang Yuebai, that troublesome and worrisome girl, she always felt at ease with Lu Nanzhi.
But it was this very child she felt most assured about, whose problem once it arose, became an irreparable one, and also became the one she worried about the most.
