Back to the outskirts of Zhong Yang Continent, outside of a small border town.
Feng Zhijiu and Xie Yuya walked together with their hands interlocking, while Bing Ying followed behind. Seeing his master like that, he felt a little strange. Since meeting her, his master has always looked dignified and gentle. Sometimes doing weird things and laughing alone, but he had never seen her blushing and smiling shyly like now.
'Shizu looks like this... It's very good. She looks very happy. I am also very happy.'
Not knowing what her disciple was thinking, she glanced at Xie Yuya and met his gaze. He smiled and asked, "Um?"
"Nothing." She smiled at him and looked around but not at him.
Bing Ying : 'They look very awkward.'
Xie Yuya's eyes dimmed, and his hands couldn't help but tighten, interlocking with her hand.
'Two hundred years…'
