833~834: Feelings of the Past, Sparring with Yue Fei!

The woman who appeared at the entrance in a dashing martial robe was naturally Wanwan.

The moment Jiang Dali saw Wanwan, he understood that either something had gone wrong on Liao Rushan's end, or the Demonic Eagle had already recovered and flown back to the Yin Gui Sect, which was why Wanwan had arrived so quickly.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Dali changed into his martial trousers and learned what Wanwan had encountered and why she had come.

"You were in such danger on this war-torn battlefield. I was worried about your safety, so I hurried here on the Demonic Eagle. Yet the moment I arrived, I learned that you had already won the battle, Stronghold Master."

As she spoke, Wanwan knelt and folded the clothes Jiang Dali had just changed out of.

Her figure was tall and graceful, with a broad black-and-white sash around her waist that made her slender waist seem small enough to encircle with one hand. A glimpse of her bare foot showed beneath the beautiful curve of her hips, flawless and pure like the finest jade in the world, lively and enchanting.

At this moment, this demoness of the Yin Gui Sect, who made countless people in the martial world both love and hate her, somehow gave off the virtuous air of a wife caring for her husband and children. It would have been enough to leave anyone dumbfounded.

Jiang Dali forcefully tightened his waistband with a swish.

After thinking it over, he realized it might get stretched open again during the coming battle, so he simply loosened it slightly. With his back to Wanwan, revealing a broad back packed with hard, sharply defined muscles, he said, "The battlefield is different from the martial world. It is dangerous too, but there are no overly