"Mm," Si Huan Nian nodded as if it were a matter of course. Every time she used the Lotus Petal within her body, she could also physically experience the emotional influence it had on her.
On the battlefield, where life and death hung in the balance, Si Huan Nian might have struggled to even protect herself. But the moment she activated the "Imperial Lotus" within her, she would be overcome by a strange, inexplicable desire to shelter all living things.
The feeling was particularly strange. Si Huan Nian didn't consider herself a saint, but this emotion would flood her mind with genuine intensity, making her feel she had a responsibility—even an obligation—to protect all the people of the world.
Rong Taotao shrugged. "The feelings Huilian gives me, the emotions... they're quite interesting to experience."
"What Lotus?"
Rong Taotao: "Huilian. As in, 'radiance'."
"Did you name it?" Si Huan Nian didn't dwell on the question and asked, "What's so interesting? Tell me about it."
