To this day, Ming Li still doesn't know when she gave her little junior sister the impression that she would use the moon to bash her.
After all, Dongli had always been calm and upright in her conduct. She even bore the illustrious title of "Sword Lord Frost-Flower," appearing everywhere as a fairy who had long transcended the mundane world. Yet, this little junior sister was currently clinging to her waist, weeping with such genuine conviction.
Beside them, Liansheng was trying to hide his reaction by turning away to softly recite scriptures, the back of his head growing increasingly rounded and his radiance becoming ever more impressive.
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