This was somewhat unbelievable.
Lin Zheyu was encountering this kind of situation for the first time.
All kinds of signs indicated that the woman before him was rather unfathomable.
Lin Zheyu's expression involuntarily grew more solemn.
"I was a bit discourteous just now, please forgive me."
"This time, I, Xiaohei, have come at another's request, to deliver this item into Fellow Daoist's hands."
Lin Zheyu cupped his fists in apology.
He took out a delicate little black box from his storage pouch, gave it a light toss, and the exquisite little black box flew into Feng Xuanji's hand.
"Mm."
Feng Xuanji received the little black box, didn't even look at it, and directly stored it away in her storage pouch.
As if she already knew what was inside.
"The item has been delivered. I, Xiaohei, will take my leave first. Until we meet again!"
Seeing her accept it, Lin Zheyu cupped his fists.
He turned around, and his figure vanished like an illusion.
