C109 Sky Piea Was Afraid and Yearned for It so It Made a Difficult Choice

Conis delicately strummed the harp, her fingers moving gracefully over the strings.

It wasn't until Lin Mo stirred from his nap that she ceased her playing.

"You're awake," Conis greeted him with a warm smile.

Lin Mo gave a noncommittal hum and rose from the cloud chair. As he was about to depart, Conis called out to him.

"Lin Mo, wait a moment