Narrowing her eyes, she felt quite pleased. She had once sworn to herself!
Those who had harmed Zhi Chen, she would repay them tenfold, a hundredfold!
She had no bad habits and did not enjoy tormenting others, but that depended on the situation. If necessary, she could transform into an Asura.
With a tap of her toes, she gracefully flipped over the wall and stealthily entered Fengya Pavilion. Suddenly, a gust of wind attacked from behind, and she dodged it alertly. When she turned back, she saw a familiar figure.
She raised an eyebrow and silently mouthed, "Why are you here?"
The person standing opposite her was Zhi Chen.
Zhi Chen's Qinggong was quite good; with a sway of his body, he was already close to her. Then, extending his long arms, he pulled her into his embrace.
"I missed you."
His chin gently rubbed against the top of her head. He said he came because he missed her, but actually, he was worried about her. After all, Fengya Pavilion was not an ordinary place.
