"Miss Ning, it truly has been a long time." The man casually walking along the forest path paused slightly, a smile emerging on his face. Today, he wore white attire, immaculate from the tip of his hair to the hem of his clothes. When she was with the Cloud Tiger Trading Team, she thought this Mr. Tutor had quite an extraordinary air; no matter where the caravan went in the wilds, his hair and clothes were always immaculate, without a speck of dust.
Three years had gone by, seemingly leaving no trace on him. Looking at him now with Ning Xiaoxian's current perspective, the mysteries surrounding Mr. Yan only grew more numerous.
