Mu Fan raised his head innocently and blinked at Lu Qingxue's confusion.
"Hmm, after thinking about it, it seems unnecessary."
He looked at the graceful woman with her hair falling behind her.
Unexpectedly, all that the Dingchuan Valkyrie gave him was a helpless yet exceptionally beautiful roll of her eyes.
In that moment of Lu Qingxue's allure... in front of Mu Fan, her ice-cold heart melted more and more.
The woman, dressed in a snow-white mercenary outfit, tied her long hair behind her with one hand, revealing a delicate and sharply defined chin, and sheathed her long sword.
Taking long steps, she walked to Mu Fan's side, looking up at the powerful and majestic figure wrapped in dark gold battle armor.
"It's over."
Lu Qingxue's wish was finally fulfilled at this moment, and she's grateful to have walked this grand journey alongside Mu Fan.
"Not yet."
The energy of the Curved Light Scythe Blade in Mu Fan's hand withdrew, carrying it on his back.
