Ou Yangming entered the courtyard sullen but stopped all of a sudden when he noticed a hateful person in the courtyard.
Bai Shixue, the witch, was sitting on her original spot and looking apologetically at the young fellow.
Yes. The young lady looked deeply apologetic, but from Ou Yangming's perspective, her apology was equivalent to mockery.
Ou Yangming flashed to the front of Bai Shixue at the speed of light and reached out for her without any hesitation. Nonetheless, the young pavilion master did not intend to dodge at all. On top of that, tears could be vaguely seen at the corners of her eyes as though she was wronged.
The young fellow was furious, but he could not bring himself to attack the pitiful Bai Shixue.
He was not pedantic, but he was also not one to harm a beauty.
After all, the unhappy misfortune did not cost any lives. Besides, other people were probably itching to be in his place instead.
