Nan Zhiyi let Zhou Chen lead her by the hand all the way into the abandoned garden ahead.
Holding her hand, Zhou Chen looked this way and that, then spotted a rockery ahead. Zhou Chen led her along, looking this way and that, then spotted a rockery ahead that conveniently blocked many lines of sight, and brought her beside it without hesitation.
"Right here will do." Zhou Chen looked around and found that people would rarely notice this spot even under normal circumstances, much less after dark. He was very satisfied.
"I, I..."
Nan Zhiyi's face flushed as though it might drip blood. Biting her lip, she lowered her gaze, her long, butterfly-wing lashes trembling slightly, her heart pounding as though it would burst out of her chest. She could only look this way and that, trying to find somewhere she could lie down. Otherwise, where was she supposed to lie?
Just then, Zhou Chen suddenly patted her shoulder and had her sit on a stone beside them. "Zhiyi, sit tight here."
"All right." Nan Zhiyi trembled as she nodded, even her exhaled breath growing hot. She sat there, waiting only for Zhou Chen's next move.
Instead, she saw Zhou Chen draw a deep breath, his gaze suddenly turning icy. Then he raised his foot and kicked hard, sending a stone the size of a water vat flying straight toward a spot behind a nearby tree.
With a thunderous crash, the tree snapped in half at the waist.
And a figure instantly flashed out from behind it.
"You've followed me for so long. Did you really think I hadn't noticed?"
Nan Zhiyi was dumbfounded. She stared blankly at the person who had suddenly appeared behind the tree, then looked at Zhou Chen, who had already strode out from the rockery