Mark returned to Lan Xia, his brows still slightly knit.
She glanced at his face. "What happened?"
He shook his head. "I don't know. She only said it was… ladies' stuff." He hesitated, then added awkwardly, "I guess… could it be periods maybe?"
Lan Xia stopped walking and looked at him blankly. "Periods?"
Mark cleared his throat. "I mean… the flux."
"Oh." Realization crossed her face. "It could be." After a brief pause, she added calmly, "She isn't an ascendant after all. For mortals, those cycles can affect emotions a lot."
Then, after thinking for a moment, Lan Xia continued, her tone more thoughtful. "For those with bloodlines like us, the timings are often irregular. And when it happens, the pain can be far worse than what ordinary people experience."
Mark frowned. "But she doesn't have a bloodline." His thoughts immediately began to wander. Then what is it? Chaos energy? Or… is she hiding something from me?
