"I feel empty, Big Sis." Mu Yan was confused by that because Mu Shu had always been happy—both before and after meeting Ling Yun—but she suddenly said something like that. "In the past, I traveled to many realms to hunt down the demon that slaughtered our family, and I finally found him on Earth. In the end, he didn't die in my hands, but he died in the hands of Sister Xi when Lian Bing was in the process of breaking through."
Mu Yan thought for a moment as she saw her little sister's face. "What does that demon have to do with the thoughts that are bothering you? After all, he died at the hands of Ling Xi several years ago, and you lived a joyful life after that. Thus, you shouldn't feel emptiness in your life, right?"
"You're not wrong about that, and I shouldn't feel this way because I have a husband and sisters who care and love me." Mu Shu clutched her chest. "However, I feel that there is an empty space in my heart that has not been filled, which baffles me."
