Only Yan Lingji had left, and the fragrance of her lingered still, yet the room felt somewhat cold.
Yanyan raised his head to look at Lesser Master of Fate, only to find that Lesser Master of Fate was looking back at him.
Their eyes met, and she immediately looked away. Her delicate hand, however, was swiftly practicing the Myriad Leaves Flying Blossom Style, transforming the verdant leaves into chilling hidden weapons such as daggers, wind-chasing arrows, and bone-piercing nails.
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