The edges of Meng Yi Liang's mouth then turned up with sinister mirth.
He had finally found her!
He looked around at the surroundings and after making sure that there was nothing else that was strange, he then went walking straight towards the place. He purposely lightened his step, afraid that he would make a sound.
But no matter how light his steps were, the rustling of leaves still sounded under his feet. Meng Yi Liang paused, and raised his eyes to look up at the figure.
The shadowy figure moved slightly and came walking out from under the trees. The surrounding balls of Spirit Fires then lit up that figure.
Like a goddess that had descended down to the mortal realm, the faint orange light from the Spirit Fires bathed that peerlessly stunning face under the dim darkness. She stood alone within the dense forest, so beautiful looking that it felt so surreal.
