Mo Jiuli's mind kept flashing images with Di Minghan, including the sweetness of when they first got together, the subsequent misunderstandings and heart-wrenching moments, their first encounter on the Lingtian Continent, having Baobao, and their reunion at the Mo Residence. Di Minghan's seemingly unemotional yet constant support and companionship, bit by bit, wrapped around Mo Jiuli like a net, making her feel trapped inside...
Mo Jiuli was aware she was refining artifacts, but couldn't break free from the net full of memories, as if someone intentionally wanted to trap her inside. A cold light flashed in Mo Jiuli's eyes, forcing herself to recall her life in the 21st century—dying patients, cold surgical tools, eating alone, traveling alone, wandering...
Finally, Mo Jiuli's divine sense relaxed, breaking free. She glanced at the white-clad woman not far away and the Eight-tailed Snow Fox lying quietly by her side. The corners of Mo Jiuli's lips subtly lifted...
