"As your master, I am very fond of your gift."
She must have gone to great lengths to acquire this, Su Bei thought.
The Sword Maiden's face flushed crimson, yet she was pleased by his reassurance. She gestured:
"Master, are you going to South Wind Ancient Country?"
Su Bei nodded.
However, he noticed the Sword Maiden's expression seemed somewhat solemn and anxious. "Then, Master, you must be careful..."
Su Bei smiled and held her, feeling her, as light as snow, just as in the past, while he gazed at the myriad stars in the sky.
Upon returning to his courtyard, Su Bei entered his room and lay down on the bed. After Mo Li came in to pay his respects and then hastily departed, Su Bei leaned against the pillow, legs crossed, pondering the day's events.
I still haven't made the ice cream for the Saintess.
