As the kind person he was, Lu Yang could tell that Qing He was putting on a brave front. Although we are rivals and merely officials serving the same court, there is no need for our relationship to become so strained.

I offered a few words of comfort, but that only seemed to make Senior Qing He sadder.

The bond between master and servant truly runs deep. She grieves just at the sight of the Immortal Fairy reduced to nothing but an immortal soul. Lu Yang sighed. This is an emotion I’ve never experienced. Since the day I first met the Immortal Fairy, she has been in a soul state. I’m already accustomed to it by now.

Lu Yang had always been honest. Unless he had experienced it himself, he would never utter platitudes like “I understand how you feel, Senior Qing He.”

It looks like the Immortal Fairy should continue residing in my mental space. As for the matter of...