A mist floated above her head, her long black hair drifting in the water. She had a nine-layered, illusory golden halo around her body, and her eyes held a look of envy.
This was a master with considerable Dao Practice.
Seeing that Lu Mingyuan did not respond,
the woman continued to explain, "We are the Border Army sent by the New Dynasty of Great Yan. We're here to assist the Lord Guardian in defending Yulu Pass. We mean no harm."
Lu Mingyuan awoke from his Meditation and slowly opened his eyes.
The moment he saw the woman, his once-impassive eyes
filled with sorrow, loneliness, nostalgia, and longing.
'Yun Qinghe.'
'She still appeared before me after all.'
'In my second life, I spent so much energy trying to guide her, but I couldn't change her fate at all.'
'Is it possible she really can't be saved?'
'But I have to try.'
