As he spoke, Wang Baosheng shook his head with a sigh, took his leave once more, and went back to seize the night for Cultivation.
Left alone, Wang Baoguang glanced at Yin Lingzhu's expression, then at Wang Baosheng's retreating back, and suddenly had a flash of enlightenment in his heart.
This place is not fit for a long stay; looks like I'd better slip away fast~
That night.
The moon was bright, the stars sparse.
Taking advantage of the night, Wang Baoguang packed his luggage, ready to run.
But he had just left the Guiyuan Other Courtyard, and before he could enjoy the feeling of "the sky is high and birds can fly at will," a clear, cool female voice sounded behind him: "Junior Brother Baoguang, it's not even light yet and you're already heading out—where are you planning to go?"
As the words fell, Yin Lingzhu's figure had already appeared behind him.
Under the moonlight, she wore pure white, quiet and graceful, but somehow looked a bit creepy.
