After leaving the small wooden cabin, she ran into Father Sui and Mrs. Sui. The two were meditating and cultivating with such focus that they didn't immediately notice she had emerged.
Shen Huoshui paused for two seconds, then left them a message via her Divine Sense before departing.
「Fengqing Sect.」
"Brother Sui," Gu Qinghuan's face flushed as she tried to nestle into his arms. "My father said he has already invited many renowned cultivators from various sects. Our wedding will be enough to build your fame and prestige..."
He stiffened and instinctively pushed her away.
Gu Qinghuan froze, barely managing to steady herself. "Brother Sui?" she asked, stunned.
"...I'm sorry." Sui Yu's long lashes trembled, masking the emotions in his eyes.
'For some reason, he always felt a strong aversion to Qing Huan, the girl he'd grown up with. A voice in his heart was always telling him, 'She isn't your lover. She isn't...''
'But his memories couldn't lie.'
