Qing Yueqiu woke from a hazy sleep and slowly opened her eyes.
Perhaps because she had seen her Master, she had slept especially soundly, no longer plagued by the heart-pounding nightmares of Ji Shenyun.
However, when she fully awoke and looked around, she found the room empty. Her Master was long gone.
The silver-haired girl's crimson gaze faltered. A flicker of disappointment, like a cloud scattered by the wind, crossed her eyes, and an inexplicable emptiness welled up in her heart.
Qing Yueqiu knew it was selfish to want her Master to watch over her while she slept soundly in bed.
But she couldn't suppress the hollow feeling in her heart.
Especially after Ji Shenyun, in her dream, had foretold the tragedy of a future where she couldn't be with her Master...
Qing Yueqiu felt a sudden panic, as if she were back in the days after Pei Yuhang had first brought her to the Dao Sect. She was overwhelmed by insecurity, only able to fall asleep peacefully when he was by her side.
