The four of them were about to flee when the girl called Miss Xu suddenly let out a sharp scream, pointing toward the corner of the mountain path ahead, her voice trembling: "That... what is that?!"
Following the sound, the others looked over and saw a slender figure standing quietly at the bend of the path.
A bright red dress fluttered slightly in the mountain wind, and three thousand strands of dark hair cascaded like a waterfall. A face of peerless beauty, capable of expressing both joy and vexation, wore an ambiguous, half-smiling expression.
Chapter 188