Miss Shen felt a lump in her throat that was hard to bear. She entered with tears in her eyes and saw Bai Qingyan smiling at her, softly saying, "You're back."
Miss Shen's eyes brimmed with tears. She knelt on one knee, suppressing her sobs, "I am back."
Bai Qingyan gently leaned her silver spear against the column behind her, walked to Miss Shen, and bent down to support her arms, helping her up. "It's good that you're back…"
Miss Shen grasped Bai Qingyan's trembling arm and felt the iron sandbag wrapped tightly around it. With a slight squeeze, she could feel the dampness of the sweat.
Startled, she looked up at Bai Qingyan and saw that sweat was dripping from her chin.
She had heard from Xiao Ruohai about the journey to the southern border, where the Eldest Young Lady had picked up the Sun-shooting Bow, causing her chest to twist in pain!
But she never imagined that the Eldest Young Lady would practice the spear in such an extreme way!
"Stand up!" Bai Qingyan said.