Xu Shuo's smile brimmed with delight: "It seems that Sola is truly a descendant of our Elf Clan. The place you sense here should be the true dwelling of the Ice and Snow Elves. The guidance in your bloodline will lead you back to where you belong."
At this moment, the young man seemingly transformed into a sage, his silver hair illuminated by moonlight gleaming bright and holy, his smile radiant and elegant. Sola was utterly captivated.
Her previous doubts seemed to dissipate like smoke and clouds.
She slowly realized: "So, the mountains are the home of the Elf Clan?"
Xu Shuo looked at her with a deep gaze: "Sola, the reason I wanted to bring you to the Far North Mountain Range is because it harbors the power of the Elf Clan. Only by mastering this power can you better suppress the curse within your body."
On the mention of the curse, Sola seemed to snap back to reality.
Days were spent in travel, now her twentieth birthday drawing even nearer.
