Watching the old general leaving, Nalan Zhangqian's lips curved into a smile. At this time, all the enmity buried in his heart was like a passing cloud, vanishing without a trace.
As Nalan Zhangqian was still worried about Feng Ruqing he naturally no longer held onto her wrongdoings in the past. So long as Feng Ruqing had truly changed, he would let go of the past and move on.
Master Nalan rushed to the courtyard. He had even forgotten about the crutch that he had always carried with him wherever he went.
At the courtyard, a wide variety of spirit beasts standing in line that looked like a well-trained troop came into sight.
Seeing this, Master Nalan flew into a great panic and stopped moving. He simply did not know what had actually happened.
"Grandpa!" A familiar voice called out.
Master Nalan raised his head, the snow wolf graciously walked out from the herd of spirit beasts.
