The man's embrace had a familiar warmth and a faint scent of herbs.
In an instant, Qin Xin felt as if she had returned to the serene bamboo courtyard, leisurely spending days with Master Tuantuan in the hot spring pool.
Yet, the cold wind in the forest blew, bringing her back to reality.
This was the examination ground of the supernatural world, where is the leisure?
Moreover, that smelly master didn't even acknowledge her as a disciple; it was because she had noticed so many pine nuts along the way, fueling her suspicions. She intentionally stopped to climb a tree and pretended to fall, forcing the smelly master to reveal himself, humph.
She pouted slightly, looking up at the man's bamboo mask.
Waiting to see how the man would explain his sudden appearance.
Not a second early, nor a second late, he happened to catch her just as she was falling, hmm?
Behind the bamboo mask, the man's deep eyes visibly froze for a moment.
Then, he slowly averted his gaze.
Qin Xin: "..."
