An Ning'er watched Meng Qingshan's retreating figure grow farther and farther away. A feeling of unreality welled up within her, as if everything that had happened over the past few days had been nothing but a dream.
It was like a dream, yet it also felt real.
If she had to describe it, it was more like one of those Heroic Legends sung by storytellers.
And she was the heroine of that legend.
When schemes and conspiracies closed in around her at her most desperate moment, the chivalrous person who usually seemed so ordinary had appeared in her world like a heavenly warrior, leading her through one encirclement after another and turning danger into safety.
In stories, a chivalrous person and the heroine often faced their trials together, then ended up by each other's side.
At the thought, An Ning'er's cheeks flushed faintly. An inexplicable warmth rose in her heart, leaving her both shy and expectant.
Just then, Guo Xi'wu quietly came over from the side. "After learning our identities, that man made no attempt to take advantage of us. Instead, he left so freely and unburdened. His conduct truly befits a Chivalrous Person!"
"Indeed," An Ning'er said. "I wonder when we'll see him again after parting ways like this."
Hearing this, Guo Xi'wu immediately turned to look at An Ning'er. Seeing her expression, he couldn't help feeling a pang of jealousy, though he deeply admired Meng Qingshan's martial arts and character. He sighed. "A righteous man as detached from worldly concerns and unmoved by wealth and glory as Young Hero Meng is—who knows whether the name he gave us was even real? I'm afraid we'll have little chance of meeting him again."
An Ning'er smiled brightly and said with ease, "That's easy to find out. Since he has a