The understated Bentley passed by Moon Gate Bridge.
Shen Lang only had to turn her head slightly to see the scenery along the river and on the bridge, as well as... the woman standing at the edge of the bridge with her back to the traffic.
She let out a soft chuckle and said, "Stop for a moment."
The Bentley stopped, and she sat leisurely in the back seat, watching the indecisive person by the side of the bridge.
Fang Renran.
'How unfortunate that I happened to run into her.'
A flash of white light flickered, and Fang Renran's entire body suddenly stiffened as if she had been struck.
Shen Lang watched as the woman's aura grew unstable, then gradually calmed. It was as if she had reached some sort of agreement with that mysterious power.
Suddenly, she moved, turning and striding away. For some reason, there was a new power to her stride.
