Li Zijun gazed at the tall, familiar mountain gate before her, letting out a soft sigh of relief.
Have I finally arrived here again in this life?
The sun's warm rays cascaded down, brushing against her, lending her face a jade-like luster, so delicate it seemed it would break at a mere touch.
A slender, exquisite shadow trailed diagonally behind her, falling half upon the snowy ground and half upon the green flagstones.
The gentle curve of her lips seemed to perpetually hold a hint of a smile, a tender expression like a soothing breeze caressing the soul.
Her gaze softly swept into the distance, where she saw that familiar figure looking back at her, Sister Xiao by his side.
"Master, I see you again..."
Ever since Li Zijun, this disciple from the Confucian School, had appeared, Su Bei had immediately checked the woman's fortune.
The result instantly startled him!
Aura blazing crimson red! This Li Zijun is unequivocally a child of fortune!
