She remembered that Long Shuli once said she wanted to leave behind all she had learned throughout her life, though in this era that lacked everything, this thought was fantastical.
But she was always stubborn, never admitting defeat, and surely she must have done this, so Su Yingxue must have received what she left behind.
She was merely gilding the lily.
Su Yingxue was very happy, "Thank you, Sister Rong Sheng, for willing to share your experience with me, I will study it diligently."
Rong Sheng responded with a cold and indifferent hum.
When she got up to see Rong Sheng out, Su Yingxue noticed a red mark at the back of Rong Sheng's neck, about the size of a palm, with new and old scars overlaid. She suddenly realized why Rong Sheng had taken a bath when she arrived.
It was probably after a fierce ordeal.
Seeing the cold and ethereal Rong Sheng, Su Yingxue felt a great pity in her heart, and she disliked the madman Chu Yifeng even more.
