"Hey—"
Song Ci ran swiftly.
The mountain trail was not long, with the hill being only so tall.
He took three or four steps at a time, sprinting down the mountain. Even so, it took a while before he barely caught a glimpse of the red-haired figure who seemed graceful but actually moved very fast.
Crow used both hands to amplify his voice and loudly shouted this phrase.
Lu Nanjin didn't look back; instead, she walked even faster.
Remembering his wife's admonition, Crow followed her determinedly; in fact, even without his wife's instructions, he would have pursued Nan Jin.
She had left without a word ten years ago.
Having finally met her today, he had to get some answers.
Within moments, Crow caught up and blocked Nan Jin's path, asking bluntly, "Xiao Lu, are you avoiding me?"
Lu Nanjin, with a sword in her arms, looked at the man with a crew cut in front of her and after a moment of silence, responded awkwardly, "Who are you?"
Oh dear...
Song Ci laughed in exasperation.
