After two weeks of isolation at home, Feng Fan finally stepped outside. The moment he stepped out, his eyes were drawn to the sky, where a massive flying sword glided gracefully overhead.
The sword shimmered with radiant shades of blue, its brilliance captivating to behold.
Standing atop the blade was a stunning woman, her long blue hair flowing like a cascading river, adding to the ethereal beauty of the scene.
The woman saw Feng Fan watching, and moved her sword in his direction, when she was only a few meters from him, she stopped the sword in the air.
"Feng Fan, I didn't know you were living here. When did you move?" asked Huang Xue, her tone aloof, though her eyes betrayed a hint of curiosity.
'More than a month without seeing me... and he didn't even tell me where he was,' she thought, a subtle pang of annoyance flickering in her heart.
