"The way of the world is mysterious and unpredictable, and fruitless effort is a common occurrence. Young Miss Yu, don't be overly worried." Chu Liang patiently comforted.
Liu Xiaoyu had put in so much effort to open the second layer of Ba Xia's Mausoleum, but the result was that a dragon soul had escaped and a throne had vanished into thin air. It was inevitable that she was feeling a bit disappointed.
Chu Liang continued to persuade her: "Though you didn't obtain anything from Ba Xia's Mausoleum, during your search, you found your sister, whom you wanted to find the most. Isn't this a kind of harvest?"
"You're right," Liu Xiaoyu responded when she heard this, glancing at Little Yi, her spirits lifting.
In her heart, her sister is indeed much more valuable than any treasure.