Chapter 91

At the foot of Nine Bamboo Mountain. At the rental station of the Zhu Family Chamber of Commerce, a beautiful figure, face concealed by a black hood, stood alone under a tree. A light breeze stirred, rippling her black robes. Suddenly, the calm sea of black fabric surged like an angry tide; the terrain was so treacherous it made one shiver involuntarily, and the heart remained unsettled for a long time. The wind swept across her hood, revealing a pair of red lips slightly parted on a delicate chin. Her expression was both charming and bewitching, an aura of mist and moisture clinging to her, as if beckoning others to seek a taste of her allure.