This night, the siblings seemed to have countless things they wanted to say to each other.
Perhaps because they both prepared for the worst developments of their situation, they had no more reservations.
"You have had it tough!"
Nalan Fenfei looked at Zhou Yuan with sympathy, slightly pouting as she spoke, "Hmm, how should I put it, I've often heard my mother go on about you, and I guess I've been quite envious!"
Indeed, it was something to envy, even if fraught with danger, but also filled with freedom.
It wasn't like her; she had followed the rules her entire life.
Even if she didn't want to cultivate, she still reached such a realm under the compulsion of her mother.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say, she had never truly cultivated earnestly, yet her talent was that formidable.
For her, if she were to spend her entire life on Hundred Blooms Mountain, then what would be the point of cultivation?
"Then... is my mother still alive?"