The bright moon hung high, its reflection rippling on the silken surface of the river.
Atop the attic.
Ji Nanjue's eyelashes trembled violently, her lips pressed tightly together, wordlessly staring at the scene unfolding before her.
The secret stone that no one had ever managed to decipher was actually being deciphered by this somewhat strange man.
An odd feeling suddenly surged in her heart, as though the event didn't shock her as much as she expected, as if it were fated?
Then Ji Nanjue gently turned around, wishing to see Key Smoke's expression.
The moonlight was hazy, and the gentle breeze from Jiangnan caressed her face like soft tendrils, lifting her black hair.
Key Smoke blinked her eyes, forgetting about the half-eaten candied fruit in her hand, and strained to peek out of the window, trying to get a clear view of the man's features.
Suddenly turning her head to look at Ji Nanjue, she tilted her head slightly and asked with some confusion, "Do you know that man?"
