The black cloak shattered open.
Xin Lin was startled and instinctively looked towards that shadow.
She also really wanted to know who this formidable figure able to cast the Mist of Enchantment truly was.
But when Xin Lin saw the figure clearly, her pupils involuntarily contracted slightly.
From the carriage behind, Shi Fei couldn't help but exclaim.
"Mon… monster!"
"Shi Fei, return to the carriage first, do not panic."
Xin Lin nodded towards Shi Fei.
With a pale face, the latter still nodded and returned to the carriage.
She knew she couldn't be of any help.
Even though this was the first meeting with the young girl in front of her, Shi Fei inexplicably felt very familiar with her.
Her words somehow made her feel convincing.
Xin Lin watched Shi Fei board the carriage and then slowly retracted her gaze.
As for the monster, that is, the figure in the black robe, he did not pay any more attention to Shi Fei at this moment.
