Gazing at the woman in white before him, her oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, eyes as bright as black sapphires, a high, aquiline nose, and her fair skin like creamy jade emitting a tender glow. Her long, cascading black hair fell to her waist, as if she had stepped right out of a painting, spellbindingly beautiful. However, her frosty face gave off an aura that kept others at a great distance.
"Little junior sister, I've finally found you!"
Chen Nan's face lit up with excitement, and he released Qin Yixuan and started to move toward her, but—
"Who's your junior sister!"
The woman in white shouted, swinging her short sword at him.
As he saw the sword thrusting toward him, Chen Nan paused briefly, then smiled and spread his arms, "Stop being naughty, come, let me give you a hug."
"Hug your head, you pervert!"
The woman in white yelled angrily, without pausing, and vigorously thrusted her short sword rapidly toward Chen Nan's chest.
