The Ice-Snow Goddess Sacrifice had gone, taking her subordinates with her. After staying in the Imperial Capital City for less than a day, she chose to leave. Lan Chen's sorrow reminded Nian Bing of the emotions he had felt when Cha Ji died, and he knew that what Lan Chen needed most now was his comfort.
In the room, Nian Bing held Lan Chen in his arms, while Feng Nu and Long Ling both sat on their own beds, and the four of them remained silent, except for the soft sobs of Lan Chen.
Holding Lan Chen's delicate body, Nian Bing whispered comfortingly, "Stop crying, this was inevitable."
With tearful eyes, Lan Chen looked up at him and choked out, "Master doesn't want me anymore. Even though she was always strict with me, I know she actually loved me deeply. The incident with Sister Bing Ling had already deeply hurt her heart, and this time, I, too... I've never seen such a look of despair in Master's eyes, Nian Bing, I want to go after her."