The tree-lined path was lush and vibrant with greenery.
Lin Shanshan had now dispensed with her disguise, dressed in a pale yellow dress.
She moved with the lightness of a swallow, her skirt fluttering in the wind, revealing her cheerful mood.
At this moment, the sun shone through the gaps in the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground, a gentle breeze caressed her face, the scent of flowers was everywhere, the earth smelled fresh, and the rustling of leaves seemed to add a light rhythm to Lin Shanshan's heart.
"Young Master Ning Zhuo, your victory this time was truly beautiful!" she sincerely felt happy for Ning Zhuo.
She had always been the daughter of the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect. From birth, this status had given her excellent treatment, with people around her doting on, accommodating, and indulging her. She had never fought others in real combat as Ning Zhuo did.
