"It's meaningless..."
Lu Ruoxi's pale lips moved, but she still got up and began to straighten her clothes and appearance.
Perhaps, even though Lu Ruoxi knew Ye Liyuan's efforts were futile, a part of her still held onto a sliver of hope.
「Half an hour later.」
Lu Ruoxi met with Ye Liyuan.
Seeing Junior Sister Ye again after so long, her condition was somewhat unexpected to Lu Ruoxi.
She had heard that Junior Sister Ye fainted dead away upon learning that Junior Brother Pei had been captured.
Lu Ruoxi had assumed her complexion would be even worse than her own; it wouldn't have been an exaggeration for her to fall gravely ill or cry herself blind again.
But to her surprise, Ye Liyuan's complexion was far better than she'd imagined. Aside from the faint, lingering sorrow in her beautiful eyes, one could hardly tell this was a woman who had lost her beloved Dao Companion.
Lu Ruoxi was silent for a moment before she said:
