Qing Ling...
Upon hearing the bell, Luo Feng's mind stirred, and he turned to look behind him.
Beside him was a wooden stall, adorned with various jewelry. Hanging on the rack was a pair of bells, swaying in the breeze and emitting a crisp, pleasant sound.
"Luo Feng, what's wrong?"
Yang Wanyi noticed Luo Feng's gaze and asked.
Luo Feng exhaled gently, shaking his head: "It's nothing."
The sound of the bell just reminded him of Qing Ling.
It's been nearly two months since their parting in Azure Sky City. He wondered how that little girl was doing. However, with Yingkui around, there shouldn't be any real problems.
Yang Wanyi cast a suspicious glance at Luo Feng, then turned her bright eyes toward the stall. Her eyes lit up slightly as she stepped forward gracefully, extending her fair and delicate wrist to pick up a light red bracelet from the stand.
