But now, she couldn't do it.
Perhaps it was because this young man's potential could truly become an unprecedented pillar of the human world.
Or perhaps he could sway the Supreme beings' game in the apocalypse of the future.
Or maybe it was his outstanding contribution to the human world that sparked her love for talent.
Alright, none of this matters.
Taihua felt she might have grown old, becoming merciful.
"If you die, at any cost, I will have the Vermilion Bird Clan accompany you to the grave."
She softly said, "Including The Order of the Hidden."
The wind and snow howled outside the window, the chill seeping through the cabin windows, yet unable to approach the young man at all.
Taihua softly hummed an old rural folk song.
It was from the chaotic war period many years ago. She used to sing it to her eldest daughter to sleep. Before every battle, she would come back to see her child, fearing she might fall and never have the chance again, so she cherished the moment.
