Baili An couldn't tell if her nature was what one might call clear-cut love and hate.
However, having received her words, Baili An also felt quite relieved. At least, before Su Jing repaid his debts to her twice over, there was no need to worry about being executed by her Emotion Slayer Sword.
The Heavenly Ghosts were restless and eager to move.
The old crone leaning on her walking stick lingered her gaze on the two of them for a long time and suddenly called out, "Jing'er."
Su Jing surveyed the darkness of the forest and calmly said, "You needn't worry, the Great Cold Era has ended."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, not quite grasping his words: "What..."
A gentle breeze came through, rustling the leaves.
The thick roots protruding from the ground seemed to come alive, one by one entering the earth like serpents, taking root and growing steadily.
The chill of the forest breeze was honed by the sounds of the copper leaves, bringing a sharp edge to the wind's voice.
