All eyes were wide open as they observed the mother and daughter before them. There were no tears of pain as seen on television, no embrace, not even a few words of greeting—this manner of conversation between mother and daughter was quite unexpected. Even Zhuge Feng was shocked as he watched them.
He could not take a single step towards Lin Mengjie, yet the girl had managed several steps and could converse so calmly with Mengjie.
"Good, very good," Lin Mengjie nodded, adding a hint of warmth to her icy facade. The glow that had seemingly faded from around her flared up once again.
"I am the Guardian of this domain, and you are the one who woke me," her voice was as cold as ever, carrying with it an innate sense of superiority.
