"Come on, let's go join the feast!"
Xiao Buping's reputation was even worse than he'd imagined. Afraid he'd get beaten up while impersonating the man, Zheng Xiu deliberately waited until most of the others had left before leading Xiaotao down from the high platform.
Then, something completely unexpected happened.
There, by the stairs, stood Xie Luohe. Dressed in a moon-patterned black robe and black silk gloves, she leaned against a tree with her arms crossed. As Zheng Xiu and Xiaotao emerged from the Sword Inquiry Platform hand in hand, she raised her eyes to look at them and let out a faint, sorrowful sigh. She looked as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Zheng Xiu couldn't possibly have missed her. 'What the hell is she scheming now?' he wondered. He feigned ignorance, lowered his head, and tried to brazenly walk past her.
Xie Luohe looked at Zheng Xiu with a reproachful gaze. "You're here."
CRACK.
