Autumn in the mountain forest lacked the tireless cicada chirping and verdancy of summer, but it triumphed with the tranquil beauty of falling leaves.
Suddenly,
a slender silhouette fell from the treetops, walking towards the man in the forest with bare pink feet.
Sitting cross-legged in a clearing, Xu Yuan slowly raised his eyes:
"Is Shen Weixiu taken care of?"
"Mhm, and Tianrui?"
Her voice was crisp, and as she spoke, those golden pupils scanned the surroundings.
Xu Yuan's reply was short:
"Dead."
"...."
Tianyan subconsciously paused her steps, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise:
"Did you kill him?"
Xu Yuan's eye twitched:
"Not me, could it be you?"
Tianyan's eyes twinkled with amusement, and with a light huff, she walked up to Xu Yuan, half-kneeled down, leaned forward and patted his shoulder:
"You've improved, not even a scratch, not bad at all."
Watching the girl's actions, Xu Yuan fell silent for two seconds, then suddenly let out a light chuckle.
