Lu Qingxue's Mask

Mu Fan had said it without thinking. That bracelet really did look exquisite, especially against Lu Qingxue's black archery suit. Her snow-white wrist, paired with that jade-like white bangle, was simply dazzling.

But when Lu Qingxue lowered her raised left hand, the bangle was covered by her wide sleeve again, leaving no trace behind.

"Thank you."

The cool woman's voice remained gentle, always giving Mu Fan the illusion that he was not speaking to the real person herself.

Mu Fan had forgotten something: Dark Breath was still circulating through his body. But right now, all his attention was focused on his conversation with Lu Qingxue, and he was trying hard not to let anything slip in his words.

As for why Lu Qingxue had noticed him from two hundred meters away at a glance, Mu Fan had no mind to think about that now.

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll head back first."

Mu Fan finally spoke.

"Mm."

The lovely figure before him nodded slightly, and Mu Fan immediately felt relieved.

He had finally muddled through it. With Lu Qingxue's personality, there was a ten-thousand-percent chance that she would never communicate with anyone. That was one thing he could rest easy about.

But...

Just as Mu Fan was about to turn around, that cool yet gentle voice rang out again.

"Wait. This is for you."

Mu Fan turned around in surprise and saw a fair jade-like hand spread open, a thin piece of... fabric resting quietly in her palm?

"What is this?"

He asked curiously. Senior Lu was actually giving him something upon meeting him at a time like this, leaving Mu Fan completely baffled.

The beautiful favored daughter of heaven parted her cherry lips. "A mask."

This time, Mu Fan was truly astonished. Why was she suddenly giving him