"Look at them, how happy they are." Yu Qing's soft, weak voice rose beside Lu Ye's ear. Although her body had become less solid, her feeble state added a morbid beauty to her appearance.
However, Lu Ye never mistook her for a delicate damsel. Though their acquaintance was short, he had vividly experienced her fiery temperament.
"Are you curious why their spirits are so high?" Yu Qing murmured appealingly into Lu Ye's ear.
Lu Ye nodded and voiced his confusion, "Senior, do you really not fear death at all?"
Yu Qing rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Why call me 'senior'? You make me sound old."
Listening from nearby, a Xianyuan Guard burst into laughter, "A grand old lady of several thousand years, and you're wrong to call her 'senior'?"
Yu Qing grew angry: "Liu Datong! Mind your words, or I'll tear your mouth apart!"
