Ling Yuqiu looked at Xia Wu, feeling quite helpless. Back in the day, their group of good friends, all young ladies, cultivated together and grew up together. But later, everyone found their own paths. Xia Wu, however, seldom returned to the Upper Three Realms after she left, and hadn't kept in touch with them for quite a long time.
It had been many years since she last saw her.
But childhood friendship never fades, even after all these years, it remained in her thoughts.
Xia Wu chuckled lightly: "It's all in the past. If I hadn't let go, how could I have returned?"
Ling Yuqiu nodded: "It's good to let go. We Spirit Cultivators have long lives. If we don't find someone to share it with, it gets lonely and boring. You've long had to think this through. But why didn't you return to Xia Li Island? Why did you come to Leiguang Island instead?"
"I'm here to handle some matters, and this time, I'm counting on you," Xia Wu said sincerely.
