Little Jade Sword...
Chen Yi couldn't help but smile; even the dark shroud and the snow-laden night sky couldn't conceal his gentle smile.
He hadn't expected that after so long without showing himself, the Little Jade Sword would still be so familiar with his aura.
It could sense his presence even from hundreds of miles away.
Luckily, the Little Jade Sword couldn't speak; otherwise, Chen Taiping and Xia Wanwan would detect his trace.
After all, he didn't want to appear before his parents at this moment, to avoid affecting his journey to the Demon Court.
Were Xia Wanwan to know his purpose for this trip, she would definitely not agree.
Even the open-minded and righteous Chen Taiping would stand beside Xia Wanwan to persuade him not to head north.
"Yi Er..."
In the snow-covered room, Xia Wanwan held the Little Jade Sword, showing a few traces of longing on her gentle face.
"Husband, I, I want to return to Kyoto Prefecture."
