Just as Zhao Hongming's party arrived at the Mountain Gate of the Zhengyi Sect, the rain stopped.
The dark clouds in the sky scattered, and warm sunlight slanted down from above.
It was as though someone in the heavens was slowly drawing back a curtain of clouds, revealing the azure sky behind it.
As far as the eye could see, the blue sky looked freshly washed, and one's heart could not help but feel lighter.
Once the carriage stopped, Chen Xuerong, who had remained silent all this time, spoke. "Your Highness, I should get down now."
Her tone sounded angry, yet it carried a faint note of resentment as well. Deliberately, she put a little more distance between herself and Zhao Hongming.
Even Zhao Hongming found the change rather baffling.
After thinking it over, he sighed inwardly. "Let's go together."
Chen Xuerong did not resist too much. Without another word, she turned around and rose to leave the carriage.
Zhao Hongming got up and followed behind Chen Xuerong.
The carriage door was not high, so one had to bend over to get out.
Chen Xuerong was wearing a black training outfit today, making her look rather sharp and capable.
As Chen Xuerong bent down, Zhao Hongming happened to notice that not only was she remarkably well-endowed in front, but perhaps due to her martial training, there was also quite a rounded sight behind.
Against certain people with weak Qi and Blood, one buttock-drop might well sit them into trouble.
He had never noticed that before.
After getting out of the carriage, a fresh breath of air mingled with the fragrance of damp earth rushed toward him.
Zhao Hongming looked up and found himself standing at the foot of the mountain. The sun was shining brightly, birds sang, and flowers gave