A young woman sat atop the three-striped tiger.
She only saw the young girl's silhouette. Melancholic, and in a bright red gown.
Not even an art masterpiece could match the slender and thin figure of the young woman.
"Miss, I think I saw a goddess…" Qian Ning was stunned by the slowly descending young woman and her tiger mount. Her eyes were filled with fascination.
It was unclear whether the appearance of this righteous young woman at the most critical moment aroused hope in her heart once again. It made her feel that the mere appearance of this young woman could instantly outmatch all the girls in the world.
Unparalleled grace, second to none.
Incomparable!
Bam!
The three-striped tiger's knock made the middle-aged man stumble a few steps back.
The young girl who was held hostage fell as his hands loosened. As if by chance, she fell right into Feng Ruqing's embrace.
Tang Yin opened her eyes and saw her beautiful face.
