C2228 Mountains and Rivers Are as Beautiful as a Painting

Feng Yixiu and his companion embraced each other tightly, unwilling to part. The aching yearning that had persisted for so long was finally soothed in that moment. Yet, Feng Yixiu abruptly sensed a gaze filled with bitterness. A shadow loomed on the dense branches of the World Tree, its eerie green glow causing his brow to furrow.

"Who's there?"

Instinctively