Having sealed the pact with Jiang Xuanshuang, a beaming Xue Qianxun returned to his mother's side.
While her mother was still sitting, Jiang Xinli kicked her four short, snow-white legs and pounced toward her embrace. "Mother..."
WHOOSH— Her spectral form passed right through her mother once again...
She tried again, this time tugging on her Golden Dragon father's sleeve.
Her paws met only empty air. 'Father...'
It was as if a massive boulder had crashed down on Jiang Xinli's heart.
The weight was so immense she could barely breathe.
She took a few deep breaths, trying to relax, but she couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face.
Shuang Huan glanced at Xingchen and smiled.
"Rumor has it that a Star Map flows within the Dragon Wings of the Vice Lord Star. They say that every shed scale, by a stroke of fate, can condense into a prophecy sign. I wonder—"
Before she could finish, Xingchen had already given a gentle nod. "Certainly."
