Having rushed about for days and dealt with matters on all fronts, though her vitality remained unhurt, this was her first time handling such complex and grueling problems, leaving her somewhat exhausted in both body and mind. Soon, when General Weichi and the others returned, she would still need to face them properly. She truly ought to calm her mind and meditate to restore her energy. Moreover, she had no wish to face Erlang again. Therefore, returning to her room to meditate right now was the best choice.
Watching that familiar retreating figure, with the morning breeze stirring her dark hair and hair ribbon, her steady pace so resolute, Erlang was instantly overwhelmed by a wave of grievance and despair. Seeing Fairy Weining enter the thatched cottage and close the door, cutting off his view, he stood stunned for a moment, then finally buried his face in his hands in agony, slumping over the stone table.
Erlang felt as though his head was about to split open, the pain making him gnash his teeth, his mind blank. He did not know how long passed before he finally calmed down, breathing heavily. The sudden, intense pain had left him drenched in sweat and physically weak, yet his thoughts began to churn incessantly.
Chapter 67