"Mm."
The man's words, like a calming anchor, instantly soothed her anxious heart.
At that moment, she didn't have time to consider why she trusted him so much!
She lifted her head and looked around, rows and rows of buildings came into view.
Despite it being winter, the air carried a chilling atmosphere, yet when she took a deep breath, she only found the air fresh and the environment beautiful.
The passing buildings were carved with various patterns, vibrant and striking, and An Yin felt an illusion that the temple before her, shrouded in a thin mist, appeared like a silhouette floating on a cloud, exceptionally quiet and solemn.
Looking up at the temple's roof was dizzying.
"Watch your step." Bao Shaojin saw her looking around and reminded her helplessly.
The little girl was always so dazed, he couldn't even imagine how she'd managed to survive all these years. After all, her grasp of life seemed quite shallow.
