The azure sky stretched endlessly above as a cold wind howled.
Against the afterglow of the setting sun, a slender figure receded into the distance.
The scene was breathtaking, like a corner of a magnificent, picturesque landscape.
On the field, the crowd exchanged puzzled glances.
What was going on? She started a fight without warning, and when it was over, she left just as abruptly, turning around with a flourish. That woman was truly strange.
Chen Yang watched until Gu Zhiqing disappeared from sight, then withdrew his gaze with a private sigh.
If they had fought for real, without using his Ancestral Power, he likely wouldn't be a match for her. Gu Zhiqing must have realized that from their brief clash, too. But still... she just turned and walked away.
