Su Jingxiang's Present
Editor: Henyee Translations
This was one of the Holy Palace Leaders of the snow maiden race, Yan Hua.
A hundred years had passed, but she didn't really look any different.
Soft, white, shoulder-length hair, bright blue eyes, glittering and translucent skin, the familiar, enticing figure…
She was still the same old Yan Hua, except her expression was a bit more grave and heavy.
"An Lin." A rare smile lit up Yan Hua's cold features. "I truly am very happy that you were able to come back alive."
An Lin smiled. "I'm also extremely happy that all of you chose to join the Four Nine Immortal Sect and fight for the human race even when everyone thought I was dead. I really must thank you for that."
Yan Hua shook her head. "You died for us, so we would naturally fight for you. The snow maidens are not an unreasonable and ungrateful race."
An Lin sighed with emotion upon hearing this.