At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Li and Xiao Cha simultaneously opened their eyes in bed.
Xiao Cha dressed herself in a proper patrol uniform and, once she donned the large cap, she instantly looked valiant.
She was off to maintain order at the Azure Dragon Festival, and it was time for her to depart.
The young woman glanced at her man; last night, this big lug surprisingly hadn't rushed to visit Wanqing but stayed with her instead.
She was quite pleased and took the initiative to give him a sweet kiss.
The two lingered in their kiss for a long while before parting, and Xiao Cha instructed,
"Be careful, Lu Li. Xie Junbai with his Zuo Wang Blood Exchange is not like those opponents you've faced before."
"I'm aware. Don't worry."
Lu Li nodded, shouldered his backpack.
The next second, six Flying Swords one after another, deftly landed inside it.
These little fellows didn't like confined spaces and had spent the entire night frolicking about in the courtyard.