"At this moment, how do you feel?"
Wu Bing and Chen Mo stood shoulder to shoulder at the edge of the city wall. They were currently at Ji Gate Pass, one of the world's nine great passes. They stood atop a mountain, with towering peaks, boundless blue skies, and city walls winding through the mountains before them.
These walls had witnessed thousands of years of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the sweeping changes of the land beneath their feet. It was now early autumn, and the vegetation in the mountains had grown somewhat barren, lending the place an even greater sense of desolation.
"You're not going to make me write an eight-hundred-word travel reflection, are you?" Chen Mo asked with a smile as he looked at the scenery.
"Sometimes, I realize you aren't quite as stiff as I thought. You even understand humor."
A smile hung on Wu Bing's lips as her beautiful eyes swept over Chen Mo.
Her impression of Chen Mo had also become increasingly vivid. After spending half a day getting to know him, she realized that he was not some unapproachable legend, but a real man of flesh and blood.
She was enjoying being Chen Mo's guide. Since returning to the country, she had rarely gone out for leisure, always burying herself in research. This outing with Chen Mo had made her feel incredibly relaxed.
Chen Mo responded to her words with a smile.
"It's a little cold here." A mountain breeze swept past, and Wu Bing rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, unable to stop herself from muttering as her gaze drifted toward Chen Mo.
"Then let's head down," Chen Mo said with a smile.
"You definitely don't have a girlfriend." Wu Bing rolled her eyes at Chen Mo's words. Had his