War at the Southern Border

Shangguan Lingxiu felt her heart ache for Lord Supreme Cloud.

In the room, a sudden thud could be heard, as if someone who was in deep slumber had fallen off the bed for some unknown reason. The jarring sound was followed by silence.

Shangguan Lingxiu was visibly startled, quickly wiping her tears away.

Almost at the same time, the door opened with a whine.

Supreme Cloud was still wearing the appearance he had donned when he was last seen in Zilong City as he walked out calmly; he looked calm and collected, his gaze razor-sharp.

He still gave off his usual tranquil and gentle aura, like he had just woken up from a normal period of sleep, exuding a well-rested vibe. The hysteria he had obviously experienced in his dreams was nowhere to be seen.

It was to Supreme Cloud's surprise when he saw Shangguan Lingxiu sitting on a chair, a dozen feet away from him once he exited the room; her chin was resting on her palm as she appeared to be taking a break with her eyes closed.