The night wind, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.
In this mountain valley, the wind is particularly strong, the whistling sound like waves crashing against the shore, roaring loudly.
No one expected that this banquet hosted by Biluo Sword Valley, gathering leaders from various forces, would end in such a way.
Ye Yun, Shen Lian, Qiao Hongchang left one after another.
Each one silent, no one knew what they were thinking.
Returning to the residence.
From afar, Chen Yang saw Gu Zhiqing waiting at the door, and upon seeing him, her delicate face lit up with a smile.
Chen Yang smiled back.
Fate is truly wondrous; Chen Yang often pondered how he ended up together with a woman.
"Not asleep yet?" Chen Yang asked.
Gu Zhiqing raised her hand and brushed her hair from her forehead, "It's still early."
Then, the two walked upstairs side by side.
Inside the room, Gu Zhiqing handed Chen Yang a cup of tea and anxiously said, "Chen Yang, isn't what you're doing a bit too aggressive?"
