Qinhe Garden.
On the west side of the backyard, the residence of Zhenyang Sect's male disciples.
Mo Xiaolan sat cross-legged on the bed, in front of her an orchid was blooming leisurely. Moments later, the orchid slowly dissipated, transforming into spiritual energy and returning to her body.
Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes, looked at the empty room, remained silent for a long time, and then got up to walk to the window, pushing it open to gaze at the deep night outside.
"Qin Gengyun and Taoist Friend Qiu, they must have reunited by now."
In a room not far away, Shi Ying tossed and turned, his mind filled with images of Junior Sister Ruo standing atop the head of a giant beast, her delicate yet dignified expression.
He turned over, only to find his junior brother also wide-eyed, startling Shi Ying:
"Junior Brother Liu, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Junior Brother Liu's eyes were empty, he chuckled softly: "Senior Brother Shi, you're not asleep either?"
