Champs Elysees Manor.
Qin Ruan was lying in bed, sleeping on her side.
In the dark night, a faint voice echoed, accompanied by a subtle presence of evil qi.
She jolted awake, her sharp eyes piercing through the darkness, fixed on the direction of the balcony in her bedroom.
A figure was swaying there, slender enough to be mistaken for a woman.
Qin Ruan removed her arm from her waist, slowly sitting up, glancing at Third Master lying next to her.
He was breathing evenly, sleeping deeply.
In order not to disturb him, Qin Ruan left the bed barefooted and slowly walked towards the balcony.
"Who's there?"
Her voice was soft, but loud enough for the figure on the balcony to hear clearly.
"Miss Qin, it's me."
The familiar voice entered Qin Ruan's ears.
The defensive posture she took and the emanating evil qi she prepared, vanished instantly.
Qin Ruan pushed open the curtain, gazing at the soul hovering before her eyes, and asked in confusion: "Li Manning, why are you here?"
