Recognition

"How is the phoenix?"

"Are we late?"

"Oh my god, how did they all get injured like this?"

"Eh? Standing on top of the city wall, the lady at the very front, yes, the one holding the sword, why does it look so familiar?" "She's quite feminine."

"Phoenix, that woman is staring at me!"

Zhao Shuning arrived late.

In reality, she was already in a hurry.

Fortunately, he had made it at the last moment.

When Zhang Tianyuan and Zhao Shuning met, Zhao Shuning was only a few years old. But now, she had grown up into a beautiful girl. Compared to when she was young, she was as different as the sky and the earth.

Thus …

When Zhang Tianyuan saw Zhao Shuning, he was surprised, but it was even more obvious.

Zhang Tianyuan didn't recognize Zhao Shuning immediately, but Zhao Shuning could recognize him.