Zhu Minglang's words left Nan Lingsha silent for a long time.
Just as she had said, not everything experienced in the Dragon Gate was merely an illusion.
At the very least, those who were impossible to meet in real life could be encountered there.
Nan Lingsha clearly drifted into her own memories, some amusing, some helpless, but most of them were worth cherishing and longing for.
"Fortunately, when you weren't around, she was rather well-behaved," Nan Lingsha replied simply.
"I wonder if among the countless Immortal Gods, there exists a spell to return to the past. If there were, the thing I'd most want to do is go back to the Ancestral Dragon City and protect both of you. Then you wouldn't have to worry about those things we just discussed. You are you, and she is she," Zhu Minglang said.
"Even so, I absolutely won't allow you to trample on Yuso!" Nan Lingsha said.
"…" Zhu Minglang was caught between laughter and tears.
