I had to admit, fate was a truly mysterious thing.
"You?"
Beneath the moonlight, the girl turned, her wavy golden hair trailing golden light behind her.
Her pale yellow dress shimmered in harmony with her hair.
The girl looked at Xu Lanqing in surprise. She seemed not to have expected to run into the boy again at her own doorstep—the same boy she had seen earlier that day in front of the auction house, whose face had left a deep impression on her.
"What a coincidence."
Xu Lanqing came back to himself at the sound of her voice and gave her a polite smile.
"Mm."
The girl glanced at his smiling face, gave a slight nod, then moved aside to clear the narrow alley leading out.
Xu Lanqing looked at the passage she had opened up. Just as he was about to step past her, he suddenly asked, "I saw you being stopped outside the Heaven Dou Auction House earlier. Was there something you needed?"
A hint of wariness flashed in the girl's gentle, watery golden eyes. Facing Xu Lanqing, who stood half a head taller than her, she discreetly stepped back without answering.
"Heh."
Xu Lanqing gave an awkward but polite smile. "I was just curious. I didn't mean anything by it."
The girl remained silent. She brought her other foot back as well, away from the wooden door, and glanced from side to side as if wondering how to escape.
She could sense the powerful, violent Soul Power within him, far greater than her own. He was at least a Soul Elder.
That surprised her. Although he was tall, he seemed to be about her age. A twelve-year-old Soul Elder, perhaps even stronger—he must be the son of some great family.
"All right, I was out of line.