"Dream of Past Dust?" Dong Han murmured softly.
"Yes!" Meng Yao gently caressed the green jade wine bottle and said blandly, "There are some things that instead of forgetting, it’s better to seal them deep in your heart and transform them into dreams! Moreover..."
A flash of pain and relief passed through Meng Yao’s eyes, "Reality or dream? How many can truly distinguish between them? Most of the time, it’s just a theatrical farce! Once the play is over, people leave!"
These obscure words flowed slowly from Meng Yao’s mouth, in a tone as detached as a storyteller recounting tales from long ago.
Although Dong Han didn’t understand the meaning behind Meng Yao’s words, she could see that her City Lord’s state was quite dangerous at the moment.
So she quickly took a few steps forward and spoke softly, "City Lord, since Ghost Venerable is now in the Central Ghost Realm, why don’t you go now?"
Upon hearing this, the confusion on Meng Yao’s face faded a little, then she shook her head, "No need! Since the gathering is to be held in over ten days, I’ll go then!"
Having said that, Meng Yao turned and left, leaving Dong Han standing there alone.
This isn’t right!
In the past, if the City Lord knew that Ghost Venerable had returned, she would definitely rush over at all costs.
But this time, she was uncharacteristically not in a hurry at all.
Could it be... the City Lord has moved on from her admiration for Ghost Venerable?
These thoughts churned in Dong Han’s mind. Meanwhile, without looking back, Meng Yao said, "Oh, by the way, don’t tell anyone that I’ve emerged! I don’t want to see anyone, no matter who comes!"
"Yes!"
Meng Yao left, but a hint of excitement appeared on Dong Han’s face.
Perhaps her guess was correct.
If the City Lord can truly let go, that would be wonderful!
At least, Dong Han had little faith in Meng Yao’s affections.
However, Dong Han didn’t know that once Meng Yao returned to her room, she wrote a short letter with no hesitation.
After writing, Meng Yao examined it briefly, then placed the letter together with the green jade wine bottle. She raised her slender hand, drew a rune in the air, and the space rippled faintly. Meng Yao sent the bottle and letter into the ripple.
These two items quietly vanished into the ripple.
After everything was done, Meng Yao stood still, lost in thought, and only after a long while did she let out a gentle sigh.
Meanwhile, in the Wei Family of the Central Ghost Realm, Xue An slightly raised an eyebrow while discussing matters with Ye Hanshang.
Soon after, the space before him rippled, and the green jade wine bottle and letter tumbled out, floating before him.
Ye Hanshang was first taken aback, then sensed a familiar aura from these items, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"Tsk tsk, I went several times without even seeing her face, and as soon as you return, this Hall Master Meng sends her things directly!"
Xue An ignored Ye Hanshang’s mischievous grin, took the letter, and unfolded it to see a line written in delicate handwriting.
"When the wine is brewed upon your return, I wish to offer a top grade!"
Signed, Meng Yao!
Xue An was silent for a moment, then picked up the green jade wine bottle, gently rubbing the three words engraved on the bottle.
"Dream of Past Dust..." Xue An murmured softly.
Ye Hanshang, unable to wait, leaned over, "Heh heh, looks like Hall Master Meng has brewed a new wine, and it looks quite nice. Why not open it and have a taste?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny