Chen Qing walked toward his small courtyard. Dusk was settling in, and lights began to appear on the peaks of Xu Wang Mountain, like stars scattered across the inky mountain range.
Just then, a slender figure stood quietly at a bend in the path ahead, seemingly having waited for some time.
The person was dressed in the moon-white Martial Attire common among Outer Disciples of the Celestial Treasure Upper Sect.
Her long hair was tied up as neatly as ever, secured with only a simple Wooden Hairpin, revealing a smooth forehead and a slender neck.
He hadn't seen her in months, and she seemed to have slimmed down a bit. The lines of her profile were more distinct, but her eyes remained as clear and pure as ever.
"Senior Sister Nie?"
Chen Qing was a little surprised and slowed his pace. "Are you here to see me?"
Nie Shanshan turned her head at the sound of his voice. Her eyes lit up for a moment upon seeing Chen Qing, like ripples on water, but the light was quickly concealed.
