Xuan Danfeng was looking desponded as she walked down the mountains. She had never been so hurt in this manner before. She was a former divine ruler, a mighty figurehead. She could not believe that the Three-Destinies Old Man had actually asked her to leave in such a cold-hearted manner.
After all, she had come all the way to look for him and thought that he would be happy to see her but in the end he was not interested to talk to her in the least bit.
"Xiaofeng…"
Xuan Danfeng was suddenly startled. It was because she had suddenly heard him calling after her. But her divine sense did not pick up anyone in close range. "I must be dreaming…" she muttered.
"Xiaofang…" the Three-Destinies Old Man had suddenly flashed next to her, startling her.
It was really him. She was not dreaming?
But she replied coldly, "So what do you want? Didn't you ask me to leave already?"