Two swift figures were seen gliding over the snow, and in an instant, they were standing just over ten feet away from her.
Yang Yunqing walked over with a smile on her face, followed by the expressionless Leng Feng.
The Black Panther's fur bristled as it watched them with extreme vigilance, a sense of unease washing over it.
Annoyed, Feng Moxi gave it a kick.
It vanished in an instant.
"Well, if it isn't Sister Feng! I didn't expect to see you here. It's wonderful that you're still alive!"
With that, she took three more steps forward.
Yang Yunqing's beautiful face was filled with goodwill, her smile gentle and radiant, as if she were genuinely happy to have run into a friend.
"What are you looking for? Look at this mess you've made digging everywhere.
Heavens, your fingers are bleeding! Brother Leng, hurry and check on Sister Feng."
Like a gust of wind, Leng Feng lunged at Feng Moxi, the Big Saber in his arms flying from its sheath.
