By The Lake (II)

In fact Ning Que only met the Abbey Dean for a few times in Chang'an. He recalled their seldom encounters and found them all happened in chilling snowstorms.

The Abbey Dean's indigo gown had never been stained. He never looked weathered and always seemed immortal. But right now he was dust stained, weathered and exhausted like an ordinary human being.

He had been searching for Sangsang for many days throughout many places. It was very consuming to apply Distanceless and travel back and forth through tens of thousands of miles. But he was still late. The natal bond between Ning Que and Sangsang was unparalleled.

He stared at the other side of the chilling lake and the dry grass covered by the snow. He seemed emotionless, nor was his psyche disturbed. Because he found nothing there.