Bai Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that ah Zhen was not going to the front. This way, he could ensure ah Zhen's safety and complete the young miss's instructions.
White one nodded."That's for sure. Don't worry."
A mo nodded.
But at this time, ah Luo didn't want to go back to the room.
His heart was still in his throat and all he could think of was Bai Yuexi.
So instead of going back to her room, a-Qing began to practice martial arts in the yard.
This way, time passed quickly.
That night, a-Qing also practiced hard.
White one stared blankly at a-Qing, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard.
After watching for a while, he realized that the moves a mo had been practicing that night had become sharper. Each move was ruthless and fierce.
White one kept nodding as he watched. He was a little surprised. This ah Luo was really a talent.
