An entire month had passed since the battle at the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains with the Five Poison Sect.
A large number of warriors from the Miracle Ridge had returned from Lingdong to the Miracle Ridge!
Of course, the earth-shattering battle between Lin Bai and the White Snake was still being recounted among the warriors of Lingdong and the Miracle Ridge.
But there were two people who were completely indifferent to this event.
One was Ye Suxin, who after returning to the Miracle Ridge, shut herself in her boudoir, her face washed with tears.
The other was Ye Wuhuan, who saw for the first time his daughter so sorrowful about life.
On this day.
Ye Wuhuan came to Ye Suxin's boudoir and saw his daughter sitting on the windowsill, staring at the horizon, as tears slid down her cheeks, leaving two trails on her fair face.
Ye Wuhuan stood behind Ye Suxin, looking at her silhouette, feeling a sense of guilt in his heart.