Under the cold moonlight, the autumn wind rustled the woman's long skirt.
Yes, it was a woman!
However, she had her back to Li Huai, so he couldn't see her face. Yet from her perfect figure, it was evident that she must be quite beautiful.
What was unusual was her long white hair, tousled by the wind. Even with just her back in view, she looked like a fairy, blending harmoniously with the dreamlike scenery before him.
However, Li Huai only had eyes for one woman, Liu Xiangli. No matter how beautiful other women were, it had nothing to do with him.
Besides, her sudden appearance made Li Huai question her intentions.
Suddenly, Li Huai's eyes lit up. He sensed a familiar presence, but he wasn't too certain.
"Did An Sicheng's mother send you?"
The woman seemed taken aback by Li Huai's words. She was surprised at how accurately this stranger had guessed her allegiance. Was it possible that this boy had already transcended the realm of mortals?
