They rushed over overnight. Iris was alright, but Hua Changle was a bit tired.

“Ah Yuan”.

A gentle, warm voice rang out from not far away.

Iris looked up, smiled, and waved: "Luo Xuan! Boss Ye!"

Hua Changle also looked up in the direction of the sound.

The person waving at them was a young and handsome man.

Her hair was soft and black, and she wore a traditional Chinese style shirt with knotted buttons and an ink-wash design. The shirt was shorter in the front and longer in the back, revealing her slender figure outlined by black trousers. She had long eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, giving her a very approachable appearance.

But his temperament is several times better than mere temperament.

Her spring dress fluttered like snowflakes, her jade-like bones radiating a divine aura.

True character lies in one's bones, not just one's appearance.

This person is Luo Xuan, the vice president of the Dragon Scale Society.

Hua Changle's gaze missed Luo Xuan, and remained fixed on the person beside him.

She was a woman whose gender was easily overlooked.

Black combat boots, black trousers, black shirt, black hooded jacket—his all-black attire almost blended into the twilight of the approaching dawn.

As the first rays of dawn fell, they seemed to fall upon her, illuminating her snow-white neck and bringing life to her dark clothes.

Beneath the hood, her delicate chin was snow-white, its smooth lines giving her a cold look.

With one hand hanging by her side and the other in her pocket, her seemingly casual movements exuded a cool and aloof charm.

Aloofness transcends physical appearance; temperament transcends gender.

This person is the one Hua Changle wants to see—Ye Buqi.

"Lele".

Ye Buqi's lips moved slightly.

The familiar, cool voice reached her ears, and Hua Changle's eyes welled up with tears. She jogged towards her.

"Ye Buqi!"

Ye Buqi raised his hand and pulled down his hat.

Her short, silver hair, cut in a single stroke, fell down, its color as cold and frosty as a blade of ice.

His majestic and aloof phoenix eyes were like clear amethyst, with a cold light in them like a thunder serpent.

A cool and aloof face, yet a body brimming with color.

Snow-covered pines, a lonely wolf under a cold moon.

Ye Buqi extends a hand to Hua Changle:

"Come."

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Sister Ye is so cool!!!