Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanning's eyes also reddened. Her vermilion lips parted slightly, as if to speak, but ultimately, she was speechless with emotion.
She merely reached out her delicate hand, tenderly caressing the cheek of the only person who had ever stirred her heart in this lifetime.
She knew it very well in her heart.
Although they had made countless vows to each other over these three months, due to the perennial conflicts between their respective Masters, coupled with the strict rules of the Qinglan Sect, she wondered when they would ever have a chance to share such moments alone again... who knew what year or month that might be?
"The path of cultivation is harsh and cold; let us embrace for warmth..."
"Sigh, if only it could truly be like the vows from our wedding ceremony that day, how wonderful that would be."
Zhu Wanning sighed softly, her expression growing even more sorrowful.
"What's the matter, Wanning?" Lin Xiao asked with concern.
