"Clip-clop, clip-clop...!"
At this moment, rapid horse hooves sounded from the path at the entrance of the inn, with dozens of horses galloping forward, kicking up a large cloud of dust behind them.
Xuexue sat by the window on the second floor and glanced up. Leading the group was a slender figure dressed in a purple outfit, wearing a menacing mask on his face—none other than Long Rui.
Xiao Jiu immediately fluttered into the air, chirping noisily towards the outside.
Long Rui glanced up at the inn, meeting Xuexue's gaze directly. His lips curled into a smile.
Xuexue's smile was as radiant as a flower, and she reached out to beckon him...
"Whoa...!"
Long Rui tugged at the reins, causing the horse to raise its front hooves high into the air, letting out a neigh.
Long Rui dexterously leaped off the horse, tossed the reins behind him, and strode towards the inn...
