Pushing open the ajar door, the once-luxurious decorations of the room lay in ruins under the ravages of time. Da Huang's bones lay on the tattered bed. The girl beside Malin uneasily stepped forward, standing in front of the ghost dog perched atop her own shell.
"Da Huang." She called out its name.
The ghost dog lowered its head, trying with its head to touch its little owner's hand. Unfortunately, the warmth of flesh and blood was no more. Now, she and it could only touch through Spiritual Bodies.
"Dad was here, but he's gone now." Xia Zoe couldn't understand at all. The meeting in the hallway just now, was it Fate showing her and her father mercy.
"Didn't your dad say so? I know he's in New Hangzhou, he's waiting for you." Malin finished, looking at the girl mutating before him and sighed: "Didn't your dad say it? Trust me, do you not even believe your dad?"
Malin repeated Xia Nantian's words, and Xia Zoe stopped mutating. She pouted and instead hugged her Da Huang.
