The woman in the black dress walked towards him.
Her pale golden eyes, undisturbed like an ancient well, nodded in acknowledgment then passed by his side.
"Let's go, Mr. Xia. It is not suitable to stay here for long."
Her soft voice quickly faded away, Xia Feng turned back in confusion, the woman in the black dress already far away.
Miss Mu's demeanor seemed unusually calm, Xia Feng sighed in relief and hurriedly followed.
The fiery-haired maid in the sky transformed into a streak of light, descending and re-entering Mu Qingtong's brow.
She instinctively looked up, the pitch-black night sky reflecting in her golden pupils, seemingly an endless and terrifying shadow, harboring an indescribable emotion.
The tranquil night sky seemed to foretell an approaching storm.
The two of them remained silent all the way.
Xia Feng silently followed the woman in the black dress, quickly leaving H District.
