At the foot of Wutong Mountain, the secluded path begins.
Jiang Qiulan slowly walked out from the midst of the mountains and happened to look up, her expression immediately becoming slightly solemn.
Before her eyes was a dirty woman with disheveled hair, whose left shoulder and entire arm had been torn off, looking utterly disheveled to an extreme.
"Senior Ling Xi, Master is awake,"
Jiang Qiulan stepped aside slightly, making way for the other person.
"Mhm."
Real person Ling Xi glanced at Jiang Qiulan but, uncharacteristically, did not walk along the secluded path. She just nodded, bypassing Jiang Qiulan, and then walked toward her own hut along the mountain road.
Throughout the process, her expression showed a certain sense of stupefaction.
Not until she walked past someone.
She then froze.
Turning her head back, she saw Li Qingfeng blinking at her.
"..."
Real person Ling Xi's heart suddenly twitched.
