Long Xinghe realized she had been duped as soon as she arrived at the woods.
The only ones who could trick her were always related to Feng Wuya.
When she had chased after them, she saw Wuya's white robe.
But upon entering the woods, he turned to leave.
Wuya would not lure her out in such a manner; she had just been too anxious earlier.
Unexpectedly, just as she turned around, a figure dropped from the sky, completely blocking her retreat.
"You are not some old woman, who exactly are you?"
Feng Xi narrowed her eyes, looking at Long Xinghe whose hair had regained its lustrous dark color.
Her face was truly unpleasant to look at, but those hands, they clearly belonged to a young woman.
Long Xinghe did not respond, her attention circling the surroundings.
Aside from the man in white who had lured her out, it seemed there was only the woman standing before her.
But this place was already quite far from the Prince Xiaoyao Residence.
Quick fight, quick decision!
