If it wasn't for the lack of certain news of Nian Bing's death, the three women would have probably collapsed long ago. They were all unwilling to reveal too much of the sadness in their hearts, for fear of affecting the other two, but in secret, they didn't know how many tears they had shed. Especially the pure-hearted Long Ling, who was far less resilient than Feng Nu and Lan Chen. After each day's practice, Long Ling would almost always find a place to secretly cry, quietly chanting Nian Bing's name.
Feng Nu nodded, "Alright, let's head back now."
Long Ling suddenly raised her head, "Sister Feng, I want, I want to ask the Seven Dragon Kings to summon the Dragon God again, to inquire about Nian Bing's situation. Perhaps, there might already be news of Nian Bing? What if he comes back and can't find us!"