"Jing Chen." At this moment, Mu Lin suddenly spoke again, a seriousness in her voice, "Perhaps, I may not be able to fulfill my promise with you for now."
The hands that were still gently brushing Mu Lin's hair suddenly paused, "Why?" Jing Chen's voice was flat, not expressing a question, but more like a statement.
"I want to visit Ming City first." Mu Lin said, without hiding anything, "I might find what I want to know there." At the very least, she was certain she could get some news.
"Ming City." Jing Chen murmured, as if contemplating something, " Is it related to your Master?" was the only thing he could think of.
"It's not just about my master." Mu Lin gave a faint smile, but it didn't reach her eyes, all that was there was a sudden cold, "Perhaps, it also has to do with myself." Perhaps, it has to do with her master's past or even her own past, everything might somehow be connected.
