Watching the girl, soaked and curled into a ball, Mu Chen, for some reason, was reminded of his younger self. Back then, he had also been bullied often, left to curl up against a tree and cry alone. It wasn't until Mu Bingling appeared that he found someone to rely on.
The girl's incessantly trembling shoulders softened the already gentle-hearted Mu Chen. His Primordial Power dissipated, and the dragon-transformed Profound Dragon Arm swiftly receded, revealing his arm's original appearance.
He casually picked up the longsword that lay on the ground, its cold gleam exposed. He flicked the sword blade instinctively and gave a wry smile. "Just my luck. This girl must be the young lady of some great family. Otherwise, who would casually toss aside a Heavenly Peak longsword?"
