Three days later, behind the Dragon God Palace in the mountains.
At the peak, Feng Wuchen sat alone on a rock, gazing into the void.
A graceful figure darted towards him—it was Ling Xiaoxiao.
"Feng brother, are you feeling better?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked with a light laugh, her pretty face revealing a sweet, enchanting smile that uplifted one's spirits.
"Xiaoxiao, come, sit here." Feng Wuchen smiled joyfully, patting the rock beside him and motioning for Ling Xiaoxiao to sit there.
Seeing Feng Wuchen's smile, Ling Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down on the rock next to him.
"I'm relieved to see that Brother Feng is alright," Ling Xiaoxiao said light-heartedly, snuggling affectionately into Feng Wuchen's arms.
