Finally, Ning Yunmiao finished expressing her worries and fears, but she didn't have much of a solution. Not only she herself didn't have one, she believed no one else could either. She and Song Yan being able to escape from the pursuit of the Blood River Sect's people was already impressive. If the world was a chessboard, she feared that she and Song Yan wouldn't even qualify to step onto it.
In the end, she softly said, "Evil cannot triumph over good. I still believe in the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace. We're just staying out of the limelight for now. When the senior uncles have cleared out the Blood River Sect people, we can return. By then, you can rightfully reclaim your name."
Song Yan nodded, "There will certainly be such a day."
Ning Yunmiao nudged him, "You're coaxing a child again!"
Song Yan asked in surprise, "Isn't that so?"
Ning Yunmiao said, "I mean, that's not what you're really thinking, but you're coaxing me."
