The battle waged ahead as Shangguan Xuanhao took Xiao'er and Jingrui to observe from atop a valley.
Shangguan Xuanyi joined them, noticing Xiao'er's sparse clothing with a slight frown. He took off his own cloak and draped it over her.
"Brother Shangguan's here?" A warm sensation enveloped Xiao'er instantly. She turned to look at him and found he was wearing a silver robe, striking enough to incite divine wrath.
There was a pervasive aura about him these two years, one that increasingly demanded attention.
"Indeed." Shangguan Xuanyi replied, lightly touching her chilled, rosy cheeks.
This girl, deeply possessing a sense of righteousness, never faltered in the face of tribulations, even risking her own safety for the cause. Without her warnings, their ranks would have undoubtedly suffered heavy casualties this time around.