The Yang Mirror strode over, wrapped his arms around the Yin Mirror's waist from behind, and rested his chin possessively on her shoulder. With narrowed eyes, he glared at Feng Xiyan in warning.
The Yin Mirror glanced at her jealous husband, then offered Feng Xiyan a helpless smile. "Please forgive him, Master."
"Mhm." Feng Xiyan made a neutral sound of acknowledgment and walked over to Bai Hanyun.
Looking her over from head to toe, he asked, "Yun'er, you were also struck by the golden light pillar. Are you alright?"
Hearing this, Bai Hanyun sighed dramatically and muttered, "I was hoping I wouldn't be alright. But unfortunately, I'm perfectly fine."
Perplexed by her disappointment, Feng Xiyan flicked her forehead gently. "Don't talk nonsense. It's good that you are fine."
Bai Hanyun grinned, then tilted her head upward. "Looks like the rain won't stop anytime soon. Should we find shelter until it stops?"
