Xiao Ruoching stood beside Su Bei, gazing at the sunset, following the sun as it was about to sink beneath the sea.
Her three-thousand-strand long hair spread out, gently draped to her waist, lightly fluttering with the sea breeze, and her cheeks were dyed with a faint blush of red.
Su Bei stood next to her, her words were calm, but he could still sense a hint of unrest from the tone of his disciple, and casually ruffled her hair.
This must be the calm before the impending battle.
Xiao Ruoching leaned over, rested her head on Su Bei's shoulder, and shifted her body slightly to make herself as comfortable as possible:
"Master, the Twenty-One Provinces are about to fall into complete chaos."
Nobody knows which side will eventually come out victorious.
"I will protect you all."
"...Oh."
Xiao Ruoching's face showed a trace of melancholy. Even though she had been reborn, nothing seemed changed. Even after hundreds of years, she was still a girl in need of her master's shelter.
