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However, the ghosts didn't dare to approach her and only followed her from a distance, as if they were waiting for an opportunity.

What Wanyan Qianhua, who was in a state of depression, didn't know was that at a distance somewhere behind her was Jun Jueshang dressed in white, watching her quietly. The trees hid his figure and his restrained breath didn't disturb her. 

Jun Jueshang frowned slightly as he looked at the woman walking in the rain looking like a mess, his eyes fell on her complex expression. 

He watched as she walked step by step, letting the rain fall on her body. Her dress was drenched from the rain and stuck to her body, while the hem of her dress was stained from the muddy water and dirty from the ground. She looked like an awkward mess.