At the Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring, a pair of lovers leaned against each other at the edge, looking up at the light curtain in mid-air.
In the light curtain, on an identical spring shore, a man and woman stood quietly.
"Tanglian, do you remember the scene when we first met?"
Zhenyang didn't know when he had already held Sheng Tanglian's hand. The mighty Sect Leader of the Cyan Lotus Sect was now a shy little woman, her voice as soft as a mosquito.
"Hmm, you were very foolish then, but I have never forgotten."
"Tanglian, if your disciples knew about us, they would surely question your position as Sect Leader. It's better if we..."
The hands of Zhenyang Sect unknowingly embraced Sheng Tanglian's waist, his voice growing more tender.
"No."
Sheng Tanglian covered his mouth and reflected his face in her starry eyes:
"This time when I return, I'll marry you, and invite the entire world to know my heart belongs to you. I want to be your wife!"
