An Zhisu returned to her room. Her anger dissipated quickly, but a trace of melancholy lingered.
Although she appeared to be upset, beneath her irritation was a certain inexplicable unease.
If her strength didn't improve quickly, once Junior Brother entered the Nascent Soul Realm and became a Peak Master, coupled with the added powers of the Tai Yin Sword Master, they would surely grow further and further apart—look at Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, and Guan Shanyue. As their Cultivation Realms widened, their communication had also grown increasingly sparse, hadn't it?
I must reach the Nascent Infant stage as soon as possible…
As these thoughts passed through her mind, she heard Ling Yunpo knocking on the door from outside:
"Senior Sister, I'm coming in now."
"Mm." An Zhisu replied softly.
Ling Yunpo then pushed the door open and entered. Upon stepping into the room, he saw An Zhisu kneeling in front of the tea table, her head lowered in silence, her expression forlorn.
