She was lightly dressed, yet her face bore a smile.
The wind, sharp as a knife, failed to lift even a strand of her hair.
Su Li slowly opened her eyes and smiled.
Looking into the distance, the scenery still looked like a hot afternoon; listening carefully, Su Li could still hear the sounds of cicadas and birds. Only the mountaintop where she stood had suddenly changed.
It was as if she was separated by two different worlds.
Slowly, the white snowflakes turned black, mixed with an aura of slowly emerging bloodlust and resentment.
They surged toward her, stopping just a meter away from her face.
Su Li stood up with her hands behind her back and stared intently at a point in the empty space nearby.
"Since you've come, why hide?"
Her slightly sarcastic voice seemed to have angered the other party.
The dark clouds overhead churned as if boiling.
Black droplets gradually converged into a human shape in front of Su Li, taking the form of Yu Niang, whom Su Li had once met.