After calling the other three, Mo Xie and his group left the hotel and headed for the south gate of the outer city wall, where they had agreed to meet Shorty.
After a night's rest, He Yu was noticeably better than she had been yesterday. Her mental state had improved considerably, and she would not let them down during today's expedition.
Liu Xian wore a black, form-fitting outfit today, allowing her to move easily in combat while also protecting her skin.
When they reached the south gate of the outer city wall, finding Shorty in the crowd proved rather difficult. Only when he called Mo Xie on his phone while jumping up and down did they finally manage to glimpse the top of his head.
Mo Xie and the others approached Shorty and found four people already gathered around him. One of the women was a familiar face.
The woman wore a silk dress embroidered with colorful sparrows, with a soft, deep-red shawl draped elegantly over her shoulders, swaying with each step.
Her predominantly black gauze dress hugged her figure, accentuating the exquisite curves of her body like an undulating mountain range.
The two firm, lofty peaks on her chest were particularly striking. Though dark clouds concealed the view at their summits, the scenery halfway up remained visible. From the front, a forest; from the side, peaks—the ancients had not lied!
They seemed ready to spill out, presenting a breathtaking sight. A generous expanse of delicate, snow-white skin lay exposed to the air, and where they pressed together, a deep cleft formed, enticing a man's most primal desires.
The fabric clung to her skin, outlining a slender, supple waist that swayed with seductive grace.
Below it, the curve of her hips widened abruptly, stretching the dress taut and perfectly outlining