Chapter 37

Once Quan Ying stepped out, he was gone until nightfall. An Xiaoni was alone in the sprawling villa atop the mountain. She had grown accustomed to the solitude, so there was nothing left to fear. Although the location was remote, the place became brilliantly lit once darkness fell, surrounded by high walls, cliffs, and dense woods. Neither beast nor bird could get in, and as for ghosts and ghouls, they couldn’t be bothered to visit a place like this. Thinking about it this way, An Xiaoni found she had nothing to be afraid of. After all, on the journey of life, one must eventually learn how to face the path ahead alone. Even if one encounters strange people, one must learn how to get along with them. That was exactly the person she was talking about.