The Star River will never forget, back when Jiuyou was still an enemy, when he asked for the Galaxy Sword, he said, "Star River is my daughter, I will never give her to someone else."
Uttering this could awaken the spirit, for before this, the Star River was completely within the mindset of the sword; after this, there was a subtle shift.
Now, having rebuilt herself as a human, what does it count for? Father? Master? Or... owner?
The young girl quietly looked up at him, waiting for his answer. Does she still count as his treasured sword now?
Zhao Changhe tilted his head.
Ling Ruoyu followed suit, tilting her head in the opposite direction.
Zhao Changhe straightened his head, and Ling Ruoyu also stood straight.
Zhao Changhe suddenly smiled, breaking the silence: "What, do we have some kind of telepathic connection?"
Ling Ruoyu scratched her head: "No."
"Little traitor."
"I'm not." Ling Ruoyu paused, then said softly: "Do you... hope there's still a connection?"
