The foot of Mass Jade Mountain was already a scene of chaos, with filth overflowing.
Pei Ye stared at it for a moment, then turned his head instinctively and saw Nandu sitting on the ground, lost in thought, with blood and grime on his clothes and hair, eyes blank, like a person pulled out from the mud.
Suddenly, the rustling sounds echoed from the forest.
A silhouette darted out first, long black hair resembling a horse's tail, with a shiny sword like a mirror. She sprang out abruptly and then stopped in her tracks without warning.
Pei Ye was startled and looked over. That person with striking eyes and snowy cheeks, drenched in blood, was Shi Zanxue.
Her gaze immediately stuck to Pei Ye, dazed and frozen for a few breaths, her mouth moved twice, and then she bit her lip.
