Not long after Yu Xunge left the Flower Shop, a sheet of letter paper blew over and landed on her.
She picked up the letter brought by the wind. The moment it touched her hand, she knew it was a letter in the strictest sense, one that had gone through the full process of writing, wax sealing, mailing, and receipt. That was a Mail Carrier's intuition.
That meant everything written on it was true.
Was this another gift?
Yu Xunge unfolded the letter curiously and began to read.
A few seconds later, she resumed walking, her face expressionless. When another strong gust came, she extended the hand holding the letter to her side and loosened her fingers, letting the wind carry away the letter it had just delivered into her arms.
It was indeed a gift.
The letter said that the Mail Carrier Skill of an elder in Su Yitong's family happened to let him glimpse the future. He had seen Xunge accept Beaver Duke's letter on this day and awaken an SS-rank Mail Carrier Skill, so he had arranged for Su Yitong to seize the opportunity first.
After this letter, everyone had their own script: she was the knight, Su Yitong was the evil dragon, and the SS-rank Mail Carrier Skill was the treasure.
Yu Xunge glanced at the sky and made her way home slowly.
The road was long enough for her to analyze the advantages, disadvantages, and success rates of all the plans in her head. Gradually, she ruled out the riskier ideas.
At some point, the voice announcing her Dark Fairy Tale progress had stopped sounding.
But Yu Xunge spent more of that time thinking about this fairy tale.
She did not care what Beaver Duke thought of her, nor whether Beaver Duke liked her. She