Darts flew through the sky, dazzling like fireworks on a winter night, beautiful yet desolate. But fireworks are just fireworks, their brilliance merely a fleeting beauty, ultimately not meant to last.
As the radiant light faded, Jiang Xiaobai flicked his wrist, and with a clattering sound of "ding ding dang dang," darts had already fallen to the ground in heaps.
The woman in black opposite him revealed a look of horror in the eyes that were visible, her dart-throwing skills had never missed, but today, they were unexpectedly broken by Jiang Xiaobai.
"Sister Mei, your eyes are truly beautiful, unforgettable for me," Jiang Xiaobai had already recognized the person in black.
"What a diabolically fierce move!"
Mei Xiangyun snorted coldly and lifted her mask, revealing her true face.
"Sister Mei, I never thought you'd turn out to be a thief!" Jiang Xiaobai sighed, "Alas, a beauty by nature, yet you engage in thievery!"
