Above the clouds.
Zhao Changhe and Huangfu Qing sat cross-legged, eating buns on top, watching the changes below like watching a play, quite amused.
Yue Hongling had already awakened, full of vitality with no sign of any minor injuries, not a trace of "life or death unknown" appearance? Yet she had no appetite while her companions ate buns, standing atop the clouds looking down, feeling rather regretful in her heart: "Is this the revenge you spoke of?"
"Yes." Zhao Changhe smacked while eating: "Isn't it natural? He raised you for several years, we can't just attack directly, we must let him suffer a lesson, right?"
"...Well." Yue Hongling said: "The question is how did you achieve it, did you write the Chaotic World Book?"
