"An'an." Silver entered the stone cave. Standing beside An'an for the first time, his heart couldn't help but thump wildly. He was even more nervous than that moment where he had made up his mind to face off against his father.
An'an merely continued to stare straight ahead.
Silver raised his arm and, after some hesitation, placed his palm on An'an's shoulder.
An'an merely gazed outside the stone cave, her response not much different from when Bluepool held her shoulder. This made Silver feel secretly delighted.
"An'an, Father is dead." He showed her Bluepool's head. As An'an refused to cooperate, he had to press her head down before her gaze met with that face that was still handsome despite being detached from its body.
An'an was a tad impatient and merely swept a quick glance over the face on that head. Just as she was prepared to go back to looking outside, she suddenly seemed to realize something, and she lowered her head again to look at the head.
