Unlike her former dashing appearance, Durandal now looked somewhat haggard. She was also wearing a qipao utterly at odds with her temperament—not only was the style jarring, but it was clearly the wrong size, making her look especially awkward. Wait... why did these clothes look more familiar the longer he looked at them?
Qianyi took a closer look and realized that Durandal's qipao was the exact same style as Ruan Mei's!
Could it be that Ruan Mei had been elbowed by this silly goose and then wiped out?
With that thought, Qianyi decided not to return to Earth for the moment. Instead, he descended straight to the lunar surface and silently appeared before Durandal.
Sensing someone approaching, Durandal abruptly raised her head and assumed a combat stance. But when Qianyi came into view, the weariness between her brows instantly gave way to life, and her eyes shone brightly.
"Qianyi!" The moment Durandal saw him, a delighted smile bloomed across her tired face. She then spread her arms and rushed straight at him.
"Bianca." Qianyi opened his arms as well, letting her throw herself into his embrace.
The moment they hugged, he could clearly feel that Durandal's physical abilities had grown stronger by an unimaginable amount. This was not merely an increase in quantity—it was a qualitative transformation at its very core!
Still, unlike her usual crisp and gallant image, Durandal now carried a distinct scent of sweat. On top of that, she smelled faintly sweet and cloying, somewhat like SoulGlad—though that sweetness seemed to have been affected by something, leaving it slightly sour.
Combined together, those smells were certainly a challenge to the nose.
Though he felt a vague sense of distaste, Qianyi did not push her away. He let Durandal hold him and even tightened his own embrace a