When Feng Jiao rose to leave from the back mountain, her entire back was soaked with sweat.
She had lost her target and almost gotten captured.
However, to her surprise, the old master didn't punish her; instead, he still gave her the Cold Jade, which gave Feng Jiao an odd feeling in the depths of her heart…
It was only when she listlessly exited the Jiang Family's back mountain that she finally understood this strange sensation.
It was shame.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she last felt this emotion.
Standing outside the door.
Under the night sky, she looked back.
The back mountain was a picture of tranquility.
During this period, the mysterious man who had saved her never appeared again.
Without revealing much of her emotions.
If they met again someday, she would repay the favor.
The evening breeze picked up her black trench coat, and before long, she disappeared into the storm.
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Early morning.
