Shen Hanyi stood quietly in front of the coffin, her fingertips gently caressing the cold jade casket.
Lu Yaoyao and Shen Yunzhou held their breath as they stood by, their breathing so light it was barely audible.
"Situ Jiuyao..." Shen Yunzhou whispered an explanation to Lu Yaoyao.
"A fourth-level Array Master of the Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty, my sister's enlightenment mentor in the path of array formations, an Elder of the Wind Erosion Ancient Sect..."
Lu Yaoyao nodded slightly, her gaze falling on Shen Hanyi's tense profile.
Those usually cold eyes now showed a gush of emotions, as if thousands of feelings were churning beneath layers of ice.
But at this moment, another concern lingered in her heart.
Her father had vanished without a trace after visiting the Seventh Prince, and now, when she came, they sent people to follow her and embedded secret marks in the jade scrolls.
