Why did the Young Master seem so preoccupied these days? Was it a young girl's anxiety, the fear of loss and gain? Wu Wang pondered for a long time but still couldn't find a reasonable explanation. Since she didn't open up voluntarily, Wu Wang didn't feel it was right to ask more. He could only secretly observe from the side to see if she was facing any difficulties. If there was anything he—as the Young Master of Northern Wilderness, the Little Golden Dragon of the Human Domain, or the God of Spring from the Heaven Palace—could help with, Wu Wang would certainly not be stingy with his efforts and capabilities.
