Ji Yunxi sat in the waterside pavilion in a white dress. Layers of white gauze fluttered in the wind around the pavilion.
Opposite her sat a handsome man in white.
The man's fingertips moved, and the sound of the zither sounded.
A woman in black suddenly appeared outside the pavilion. She was about to say something when Ji Yunxi raised her hand to stop her.
When the song ended, the man retracted his hand. Ji Yunxi personally handed him a handkerchief and asked, "Is he dead?"
Mo Yu was dissatisfied. She frowned and met Ji Yunxi's warning gaze. She lowered her head and said respectfully, "Yes."
The man saw the conflict between the master and servant. After carefully wiping his fingers, he folded the handkerchief and placed it back on the table. He smiled and said, "The people from the Valley of Heavenly Secrets are indeed not ordinary."
Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows and waved Mo Yu away. "At least I can help you get what you want."
