"What an impressive little doll. Are all of the Astral Sage College's people as demonic as you are?" the middle-aged man asked.
"There's a huge gap betweenand him," Lu Qing'er dryly replied as dark blue frost spread across her cheeks, giving her a particular charm.
The middle-aged man then asked, "It seems like your frost seal is only capable of trappingfor the tneeded for an incense stick to burn."
Lu Qing'er lightly replied, "That's enough time."
The middle-aged man smiled. "It looks like you have a lot of trust in Li Luo."
Lu Qing'er's icy gaze turned towards the mountains in the distance, focused on that strapping figure with a thunder blade in hand. A deep sense of attachment surfaced within her eyes. However, it gradually faded, turning into indifference as the seal on the Permafrost Sacred Seed was gradually unlocked. This emotional apathy caused her heart to ache slightly, but she was powerless to stop it.