"That year, I had just turned fifteen," Zhou Yan spoke softly.
At the moment, it was only him and Jiang Yushuang.
Jiang Yushuang looked almost exactly like Jiang Yuning, yet their temperaments differed somewhat. Jiang Yuning leaned more towards sanctity, while Jiang Yushuang appeared more mature and voluptuous.
She still wore flowing white robes, her gown trailing on the ground, like an unparalleled immortal gracing the earth, still with the dignity of Sword Dao occasionally flashing between her brows.
She still led the little power in the Snow Domain known as Cold Ice Palace, remaining its leader.
But compared to the past, she now carried an indistinct weariness about her.
Zhou Yan, in fact, didn't want to see her, since she and the Holy Daughter looked so alike.
But as Zhou Yan's heart had opened, he no longer avoided these feelings.
