Standing before Shangguan Lingxiu, the middle-aged man smiled. It was a care-free smile, a smile of a man that had put everything down and was finally free of worries.
The gentle woman beside him looked on with a sense of blessing; she first pointed at Shangguan Lingxiu and then at Lord Supreme Cloud beside her, before holding her husband's hand tightly.
Her smile at Shangguan Lingxiu was strangely comforting. It seemed like a blessing; it also seemed like she was trying to remind her of something...
However, the middle-aged man shook his head and held his wife's hand back lovingly, as if the husband was stopping his wife from saying something. A helpless grin appeared on the gentle woman's face; she looked at Shangguan Lingxiu again with curved lips.