It was still the backyard garden of the floating island where Lin Daiyu lived. The garden was not large, but it was exquisitely arranged, every detail thoughtfully designed. A stream of living water ran through it, along with a spiritual pond and jagged rocks by its banks. On one side, vigorous immortal pines dotted the grounds. In the octagonal pavilion that stood there, a certain troublesome little girl sat on the railing, idly swinging her legs as she waited.
That's right. The girl was none other than Annie herself!
"..."
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The scenery was still lovely. The pavilion's roof was covered in iridescent tiles of seven-colored jade, which refracted the sunlight into dazzling but gentle halos. Jade wind chimes hung from the upturned eaves, chiming crisply in the breeze. But she was in no mood to appreciate any of it. She merely stretched with an impatient, exaggerated yawn.
In front of the pavilion was the same level clearing paved with white marble slabs, several yards across. It wasn't very big, but it was just the right size for practicing martial arts.
Of course!
Whether it was suitable or not, there was no other choice. On Lin Daiyu's little floating island, this small patch of open space in the backyard Garden was the only spacious spot. If this place wasn't suitable, then nowhere else would be.
It was still afternoon. The bright sun was slowly sinking in the west, and the evening glow had yet to appear. Still, the sunlight, no longer so fierce, bathed the floating garden in a warm, golden hue.
"..."
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Annie continued to sit listlessly on the railing. She had already been wandering around here for a while and was starting to grow impatient.
She was still wearing that rather extravagant palace dress. Her bare feet,