Luckily, at this moment, the knights on the opposite side parted in the middle, clearing a path for the last knight to walk to the front.
"Is this the Beauty Collection Team from Mingshui Sect? Truly seeing is believing."
As soon as this clear voice sounded, Ning Xiaoxian's shoulders couldn't help but slump. She rubbed her brow forcefully, hearing Changtian click his tongue twice: "Why is it so unlucky?"
The Southern Continent is so vast, yet she ran into this person? Even if she wanted to leave now, she might not be able to.
The rain had dissipated, clouds parted to reveal the moon. Under the moonlight, this knight took off his helmet, unveiling a cascade of silver hair flowing down his shoulders.
"Fengtian Prefecture, Qing Ji." His smile was more dazzling than the beauties inside the carriage. "Mr. Zhong, meeting by chance is better than making an appointment."
