Time was pressing for everyone in Feilengcui.
Yitiao was the most eager to return, as he was set to embark on a journey back to the Silk Continent tomorrow to rescue his beloved. Yet, on this nostalgic night, while appreciating the night scenery of the Sanggan River with his boss, Yitiao shared a piece of unsettling news,
"I have permanently sealed Ji Sikaibi with the 'Grand Impression Flame Sculpting Finger,'" Yitiao said.
Liu Zhenhan was lying in the bamboo chair, smiling faintly as he watched Ji Sikaibi playing in the Sanggan River.
Upon hearing Yitiao's words, old Liu was stunned for a long time without recovering.
Nun Joan of Arc, with her slightly swollen belly, leaned against Liu Zhenhan's back, staring blankly at Yitiao. Her originally happy gaze turned into shock.
Beauty Tan Ya stood beside Liu Zhenhan, her gentle eyes as if watching Mr. Huohe's numbed face.
