Love, Memories
Xiu gazed at the dazzling figure beside him. She remained beautiful, her smile enchanting, yet that smile was one he felt could belong to anyone. He resented her false smile, recognizing it as a mask; in the organization, everyone wore their own mask, concealing wounds beneath the surface.
His bright eyes were filled with love. From the first moment he saw her, he was drawn to her smile, unable to suppress his desire to approach her and understand her.
Two years ago, at the Youming Headquarters
The sun shone brightly over the heavily guarded Youming Island, but the atmosphere was exceptionally solemn, with heightened security measures in place.
Today marked the inauguration ceremony of the new Youming Emperor, attended by leaders from various regions. Such ceremonies were invariably bloody affairs for Youming.
No one would dare question the Dark Emperor's decisions; those trusted by him were naturally extraordinary.
"Li Yu, your surveillance of He Tangzhu and Li Yin was excellent. I'll give you a month off. After that, you'll manage the Saint Luodya Academy."
"Yes, I'll head to Saint Luodya Academy immediately. I don't need a vacation," Li Yu replied, having no idea what to do during time off. She preferred working.
Xiu turned his gaze towards Li Yu, his eyes bright with a playful glint. He couldn't comprehend how such a beautiful woman didn't know how to enjoy life. At that moment, he made a decision to change her perspective.
A gentle night breeze softly rustled the treetops.
As he glanced at the charming figure beside him, he took out a coat and draped it over her shoulders. Startled by the sudden warmth, Li Yu wrapped herself in the large beige coat. Her experiences had taught her that ignoring kindness would eventually lead to her own detriment.
Yuan Xiuxiu looked at the woman wearing his coat, his eyes filled with amusement at her willingness to comply, though a teasing remark slipped from his lips.
Li Yu stared at him for a few seconds, his bright eyes brimming with sincere determination.
Her face quickly flushed red, her thoughts scattering aimlessly. Realizing her loss of composure, she hurriedly lowered her head.
'Is it obvious enough?' she silently questioned herself. She recognized that he treated her differently, but she was not ready to let anyone into her life!
"I'm not sure how apparent it is, but I know what kind of life I want. I believe you understand my thoughts."
"I understand, but what is it that I should understand? A life of complete solitude?"
Yuan Xiuxiu was nearly at his breaking point. "A life consisting solely of work? Is that really how it is?"
"You know that's true, don't you? This is the life I want. I don't want anything to distract me," Li Yu snapped back at the man shouting at her, her eyes flashing with anger.
Yuan Xiuxiu thought if there were a mental institution that could treat the neurosis caused by the devastation of love, he would be the first to sign up.
"Ah—" he realized he now had to accept his fate and make this woman understand. "Everyone is born with seven emotions and six desires. You're human, not a god. You have the capacity to love and the need to be loved."
He gazed up at the rustling treetops.
"Yu, you cannot deny that the person facing me is your true self—the one who expresses emotions. I want to see your authentic self. We both know that pretense does not lead to happiness."
"I understand and admit that I am very real in front of you. At that moment, I was relaxed and at ease," Li Yu responded instinctively, her thoughts already spiraling into chaos. "But I don't believe that equates to liking or, even more so, love. Furthermore, the word 'love' is too vague for many. Even if I were to accept it as love, do you think everyone else would accept it? Love represents not only happiness but also pain. How could a proud heart allow itself to become foolish?"
"A proud heart? I believe the proudest heart belongs to Mingdi! He would likely become the fool you speak of when faced with love. It's not about choosing to allow it or not; it's about an inescapable fate."
Seeing the confusion in Li Yu's eyes, he decided to gamble on his feelings. "I know you won't easily believe me. So, why don't we make a bet? What do you think? Give yourself—and me— a chance."
"Give you, and give me a chance?"
"Yes, a chance for each other! I believe that as a Youming elite, you shouldn't be afraid of a small wager, right?"
"Of course, if you say you're afraid, then the wager is as if I never mentioned it. Though I can't help but feel a bit disappointed, I promise, with my love for you, that I absolutely won't let a third person know, thereby tarnishing Youming's reputation."
"Who—who wants your worthless heart's guarantee? I'm not afraid. It's just a bet. Quickly tell me the conditions!" As soon as the words left her lips, Li Yu regretted them! She wanted to bite her own tongue. She knew full well that it was a provocation, so why did she fall for it every time? She refused to admit that it was because the person employing this tactic was the man beside her and not someone else. It must be his sarcastic tone that drove her mad. Yes, that infuriating tone. Like a drowning person clutching a life preserver, she clung to it fiercely.
Appreciating the beauty's expressive face beside him, he silently prayed, "Heaven! Please, have mercy on my heart tormented by love! Let Leng Youlan be the destined woman for the master!"
Leng Youlan lay on the large bed in the blue room. This was her second time entering a house that was not originally hers.
In the past two days, she had been engulfed by the loneliness accumulated over the years. A warm embrace had beckoned her soul, and a lost soul always finds its way home. The lost soul had returned to its path.
Reflecting on the events of the past two days, she examined them as if they were part of a beautiful dream. However, the villa she was currently in was silently attesting to its reality.
Today, she carefully observed the house. Lei Tianyi indulged her, allowing her to explore despite the secrets within the villa. Some inquiries were even addressed by the servants. Yet, she knew there must be a secret room that no one had revealed to her. Even so, what she had seen was enough for her.
The villa was not excessively luxurious but uniquely designed, blending the romance of European style with the elegance of Chinese aesthetics, imparting an overall sense of sophistication.
The villa had three floors. The first floor housed a living room and a small bar. Leng Youlan gazed at the exceptional wines inside, unable to suppress a click of her tongue. Even in her own collection, she had never possessed these kinds of wines, not due to a lack of funds, but because they had always been out of her reach. This floor also contained the dining room, kitchen, and several rooms for the servants.
The second floor was solely dedicated to guest rooms, including those for Ou and Xiu.
On the third floor, there were only two rooms, connected by a small door that was locked. Leng Youlan was staying in one of the rooms, while the other served as Lei Tianyi's bedroom, which had an additional door leading to his study.
Upon entering, Leng Youlan felt as if she had stepped into a library, with books on various subjects lining the shelves. Although she had read most of them, opening a few and seeing his annotations filled her with admiration for his insightful perspectives.
However, her primary concern was not the books. What mattered most was that all the glass was bulletproof, allowing for an unobstructed view from inside to the outside, while obscuring the interior from external sight. She had also spotted surveillance equipment in several areas, all cutting-edge, world-class devices.
In the villa's courtyard, plants were arranged neatly. In a slightly smaller building, three well-trained Tibetan mastiffs were kept.
Leng Youlan suspected that the villa's security measures were far more extensive than what she had observed. Yet, even the visible features were sufficient to indicate that the owner was extraordinary.
She lazily turned over, her deep black eyes resembling a tranquil pond as they gazed out at the mysterious night sky. Tonight, she would leave this place and follow the course of fate.
Gently closing her beautiful eyes, she embraced her last peaceful sleep. She realized that since childhood, she had never experienced such tranquility as she had in the past two nights. Could it be because of him? Leng Youlan slightly furrowed her brow at the thought.
When she lived with her mother as a child, each night her mother would hold her on the sofa by the large floor-to-ceiling window, sharing stories of her youth and conveying her love for her little treasure, Lan'er.
After leaving her mother, she joined a brutal training camp to seek revenge. During the day, she endured grueling and harsh training. At night, unable to sleep, she would push herself beyond her limits until she finally found a moment of respite for her body and mind.
Effort and reward were always proportional. Her extraordinary dedication made her the most formidable among her peers, and she became the youngest to rise as the leader of the ghostly group.
The alarm clock by the bed ticked away, while the beautiful woman on the bed had long since fallen into a deep sleep, a faint smile gracing her lips.
Lei Tianyi glanced at the time; Li Yu should be sending the information soon. His slightly narrowed eyes had the power to captivate any woman.
He looked at the door connecting to Leng Youlan's room, a subtle smile lifting the corner of his mouth. His girl should be fast asleep. He got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
Leng Youlan waited until the clock struck one.
She quietly got up from the bed. Around midnight, she had heard Lei Tianyi moving about. Calculating that he had been working for about an hour, she realized this was the best time for her to leave.
She packed a simple bag, taking only a small package. With very few personal belongings, she decided against taking any items that Lei Tianyi had bought for her.
Opening the door, she followed the route she had planned during her earlier house tour and quickly left the villa.
Xiu, who had just returned from Li Yu, spotted a figure sneaking out of the villa. A teasing smile crept across his lips as he walked up quickly.
"Who are you?" A chilling voice cut through the silent night.
Leng Youlan was momentarily stunned, immediately sensing a sharp gust from a palm attacking from behind.
She quickly dodged to the side, feeling secretly pleased with her swift and agile reflexes.
As he watched her easily evade his attack, Xiu realized he was no match for her. His usually gentle expression shifted to one of seriousness and coldness. Desperate, he unleashed his strongest skills, hoping to stall her until someone from the villa could come to his aid.
A flicker of panic crossed her beautiful, bright eyes. She didn't want to alert anyone. While dodging his strikes, she searched for an opportunity to escape.
Suddenly, a spark of recognition lit up her eyes: "Ah! It's you, stop! I'm not an assassin!"
Xiu, confused by her evasive maneuvers instead of a counterattack, immediately halted his aggression. His keen gaze locked onto her approaching figure.
"Miss Leng, what urgent matter brings you out so late?"
"Can't sleep, just taking a walk!" Her cold voice offered no trace of guilt. If the night hadn't been so dark, Xiu might have noticed a hint of nervousness on her lovely face.
"Oh?" Glancing at her LV bag, a teasing smile emerged. "Taking a walk late at night with a bag—planning to buy something on the way?"
Leng Youlan couldn't help but feel exasperated. She glared at his teasing smile.
"Just a habit," she replied, her voice even colder.
"I'm leaving."
"Oh," he suddenly recalled his promise to his love. "Hey, Miss Leng, it's not safe outside. Let me accompany you."
"I don't want to have to protect you."
"Ugh? Ew, ew, ew~~~~" A flock of crows flew overhead—
As she turned away, his face flushed. He sprinted off in the opposite direction with a speed he had never known before.
"Ouch!" Looking at the person he had collided with, he brushed off the dirt and shouted, "Are you rushing to die? So rude! You must be jealous because you saw how handsome I am!"
He slowly turned and began walking back toward the villa. Curiosity ignited within him, and he quickly pivoted and ran—
"How long has it been since I was this mischievous? It seems like I was only playful in front of that gentle person."
It's been two years since I last saw him, hasn't it?
"I haven't seen him since leaving the devil's training camp. Oh, I miss him a bit!" A beautiful smile spread across her face.
Laughing about her mischievous act of fooling Lei Tianyi and reminiscing about pleasant memories, Leng Youlan remained unaware that disaster was just around the corner.
Her smile captivated Lei Tianyi's thoughts. That sweet smile was like winter sunshine, warming his cold world. But when he realized this smile was meant for another man, a raging fire ignited in his heart.
"Where are you going, my girl?" The cold caused Leng Youlan's smile to freeze instantly. "N-nothing, just w-wandering around, hehe." She wanted to slap herself, questioning why she felt afraid of him.
Noticing her fear, Lei Tianyi slightly furrowed his brow. He didn't want her to be scared of him. "Oh? Haven't you walked enough? Let's go back." He grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the villa.
Leng Youlan leaned back, trying to break free from his grasp. "Let go! I haven't walked enough. You can go back by yourself."
Lei Tianyi maintained his hold. He was reluctant to speak, fearing he might lose control of his anger. How could she want to leave him after he had been so good to her? He wanted to see what colors her heart held. In this world, perhaps only she, this reckless girl, dared to disregard his authority.
Under the yellowish light, two slender and beautiful figures stared at each other for a long time.
"I—"
"I—" The silence stretched on, overwhelming the man and woman facing each other, leading them to speak simultaneously.
"You go first."
"You go first." Again, they spoke in unison, and quick embarrassment flushed their equally remarkable faces.
Leng Youlan blinked her lively eyes. As she gazed at her beautiful face, the raging fire in his heart miraculously extinguished, replaced by a faint chill.
Lei Tianyi understood she was hinting, "What did you just say to Xiu?"
Remembering Xiu's flushed face and her sweet smile, the anger that had just been extinguished reignited.
"I'm asking what you and Xiu just talked about. I don't want to repeat it for a third time."
"Xiu reported to you? How despicable! Sneaky guy! If he lacks ability, why does he have to tell on others..."
Unable to tolerate her rambling, he interjected, "No report." Seeing the shock on her face, he added, "Just talking about him, right? No report?"
"Oh, he's not bad then. Seems he understands I was doing this for everyone's good..."
Lei Tianyi despised her complimenting others and quickly retorted, "He just didn't have the time."
(Even if I had time, I wouldn't tell anyone! That's my shame. If people knew that the mighty Dark Emperor's personal bodyguard, Yuan Xiuxi, couldn't defeat a little girl, where would my dignity be?)
"How do you know I talked to Xiu?" she asked.
"Monitors," he replied.
Had he been watching her supposedly perfect escape plan all along? Did he know everything she did? Oh no! Stupid Leng Youlan, knowing there were monitors yet making such a low-level mistake. Where was her usual cleverness?
"Oh, good. I'll tell you first, so he doesn't falsely accuse me. Actually... do you think I was wrong?" Her lively big eyes blinked, looking at Lei Tianyi.
"Heh." Lei Tianyi found himself somewhat sympathetic toward the "needing protection" Xiu. "You're not wrong. In this world of survival of the fittest, the weak should be oppressed by the strong." A cruel light flashed in his eyes.
The theory of the weak versus the strong reminded Leng Youlan of what they truly needed to discuss.
"So—do you think I'm weak?" She lowered her head, her eyes fixed on her toes, not wanting him to see the sadness on her face.
After a brief consideration, he said, "Sort of! The first time I saw you, you were lifeless, wearing white, making me think I'd seen a fairy who had fallen to earth, weak and helpless..."
"Stop!" He ultimately felt sympathy for her. Sympathy was a word long deleted from Leng Youlan's dictionary. "Do you want to know why I left?"
She didn't wait for his response.
"Because we don't understand each other, having just met. Our relationship can hardly be called 'new friends'; isn't it strange to move into a new friend's home, especially when you don't know if the other is a friend or foe?"
"Is this how you perceive our significance? New friends? Friend or foe? Really?" Leng Youlan felt as if she might be frozen by Lei Tianyi's cold aura at any moment.
Despite her heart screaming "No, no!" her stubborn self wouldn't accept simple pity. She replied with a chilling tone, "Really! Do you think I have a reason to lie?"
"Fine, you don't. You can leave now." He turned and walked toward the villa. Watching his lonely, cold figure gradually fade, tears silently fell from her watery eyes.
She didn't want to hurt him, but she despised his pity and hated her own strange behavior around him. She wasn't an angel; she was also a demon. She couldn't save the demon because she needed redemption herself.
In a dark corner in the distance, Xiu's bright eyes shot out a strange light. Though he couldn't hear their conversation, he understood their interaction. Alas! Why must lovers endure such trials? For both his own happiness and his master's, he would help with all his might.
"Damn it, get out!" With a furious sweep of his arm, objects on the desk were sent flying like a wild wind, creating a clattering sound in Lei Tianyi's study.
At this moment, Qi suddenly sensed something was wrong and looked up in shock. "Could it be…"
Lei Tianyi surveyed the destruction in his study, feeling frustrated. What right did that woman have to make him lose control again, to continue affecting his emotions even after she left? His tightly clenched fist made crackling sounds as it swiftly struck the snow-white wall, fresh red blood flowing down the pristine surface.
His deep, dark eyes glanced at the wastebasket, and he collapsed onto the dark green marble floor.
The crumpled white paper in the trash bin ruthlessly accused him of his fear. Yes, he was afraid of himself, the part of him that remembered her current address. He let out a self-deprecating laugh.
At first, when Xia Xuaner left, he grew even colder, unwilling to confront his special feelings for her, which had ultimately led to her departure. And now? There was only pain—heart-wrenching pain.
Would his girl also feel pain? Or had she already forgotten? Where was she living now? "No," he thought, spiraling into madness, all because of a girl who wanted to escape from him.
No, he didn't want to think about her anymore. To escape the agony she had inflicted upon him, he hadn't stepped out of his study for a month. He quickly entered the bedroom to compose himself.
Tonight, he would go wild at PUP, proving that women were nothing but playthings, easily discarded.
Slowly opening her eyes, Leng Youlan felt dizzy and still not fully awake. Her beautiful face was slightly pale, and her long black hair was messily tied back. An oversized cartoon pajama covered her body.
Shaking her dizzy head, she allowed a self-mocking smile to emerge as she softly murmured, "It seems not everyone can afford to be lazy. I'm destined to suffer!"
Rising and walking into the kitchen, she found the refrigerator empty. The food she had hastily stocked from the supermarket when she first moved in had long since vanished. After a careful search, she finally discovered a bowl of instant noodles tucked away under the counter. Having slept for two days, she had obviously not eaten. If her stomach hadn't been growling in protest, she might still have been having tea with the god of dreams.
A bowl of steaming instant noodles was undoubtedly a gourmet feast for her hungry self, her bright eyes shining in excitement.
"Dig in." With a few swift moves, the noodles were nearly gone. "Ah!"
"Delicious!" After sipping the last of the soup, she happily lay back on the soft red sofa, her pink little tongue occasionally licking her lips as she touched her stomach with a look of contentment.
The melodious tune gently floated in the room, and the small figure on the sofa quickly ran to the study.
"Mu Shui, what do you need?" Through the computer video, Shangguan Mu Shui saw her elder sister's face was serious.
"Okay, I've been quite busy recently. No instructions just mean we're all doing well. Tell the sisters not to worry about me, and for everyone to stay safe." Her tone softened significantly. "Greetings aside, now tell me what problem you've encountered."
"Elder sister, can't you be a little less mysterious sometimes? Let me be happy for a while." She blinked her watery eyes, full of grievance.
"Shuxue-Water---" Realizing her big sister was about to get angry, Shang Guan Shuxue quickly adopted a serious expression. No joking around; when big sister gets angry, it's no laughing matter! Her life could be at stake!
Looking at her sixth younger sister's ever-changing expressions, Leng Youlan's eyes were full of affection.
"Big sister, big sister, why are you staring at my face? Is there something dirty on my face?" Her fair, small hand nervously wiped her cheeks.
Noticing Shuxue's reddened cheeks, she realized she had been staring and said awkwardly, "Oh, sorry! I was just distracted! Now, tell me what problem you're facing?"
"Big sister, Saner's uncle Dela Sabante believes that due to Saner's young age, if he takes over as gang leader, the people in the industry will mock the Jiali Gang for lacking capable leadership, and he demands to assume the position of acting gang leader. This matter has been unresolved because of differing opinions within the gang. However, in three days, there's the gang's annual grand meeting, where every gang on good terms with the Jiali Gang will attend."
"Hmm. How does big sister already know about this? Is she still going to be the master of Blue Peak Pavilion?"
"You, stop overthinking."
"I'm just worried you might run into trouble, so I'm paying special attention."
"Oh." Sigh!
She wondered if her older sister was too magical or if she herself was just too foolish.
Leng Youlan watched the person on the computer shaking her head dejectedly, her lively big eyes filled with affection. "I've invited the master of Flame Gate, Chu Lie, to the Jiali Gang's banquet."
"Big sister always has a solution. By the way, you must know that the Hell Gate master, Du Yandong, has invited you, right?"
"Invited me? I didn't know. What happened?" Leng Youlan's voice remained calm, but her heart was uneasy.
Leng Youlan despised the lustful gazes cast upon her, her cold expression growing even icier. The man beside her looked perplexed at the red figure that had just passed by, emitting heated glances.
Quickly, Leng Youlan made her way to the innermost seat. Behind the purple gauze curtain sat a man, his Armani suit marking him as one of noble status. His face exuded a terrifying aura, accentuated by a sinister smile. But for Leng Youlan, he posed no threat.
She cast a casual glance at the man and sat directly opposite him. "Is the Grand Princess truly charming? I can feel the arrows being shot my way."
Turning her gaze to Du Yandong, she coolly remarked, "Master Du, arrows can't kill anyone. Please enlighten this young lady on why you invited me here?" Even as she spoke, she sensed a cold arrow laced with deadly intent, targeting not only the man before her but herself as well.
A hint of maliciousness flickered in Du Yandong's eyes as he taunted, "Two years ago, the Grand Princess went to great lengths for me, especially that moving song that even made the woman by my side leave with you. I still fondly remember your enchanting voice."
Leng Youlan, understanding the underlying meaning, chose not to respond, waiting for him to continue. "May I have the honor of hearing it today?"
"Master Du, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed today," she replied. "Oh?
Du Yandong didn't appear angry; his gaze remained fixed on the frenetic dance floor as he spoke. "She dances wonderfully, a vibrant young woman, don't you think, Miss Leng Youlan?"
Leng Youlan didn't look at the dance floor. She knew the person he referred to was not there, having died by her own hand. "Yes, how lovely. She's happy now."
Du Yandong laughed maliciously. "Happy? Thanking you, Miss Leng Youlan, for that happiness?"
"The greatest gift for a woman is to be remembered after death. I facilitated that for her, so she would naturally extend her gratitude to me."
"Or do you believe she would prefer to be a fleeting guest, a forgotten mistress to you, Master Du?"
Ignoring the malevolent intent confronting her, Leng Youlan stood and walked toward the stage. She understood he called her by her real name to remind her of the purpose of this meeting. Master Du was intent on emphasizing how heartless he had been to the woman who had sacrificed herself for him. Yet, she also recognized her disadvantage in this situation and felt compelled to lower her head.
The raucous pub fell silent due to the ethereal song echoing from the stage. Enraptured by the bewitching figure, with a stunning visage, every movement and expression captivated all present.
Looking at the couples around me,
Wondering whose heartache is haunting.
You see the mountain flowers blooming so beautifully outside,
I want to hold your hand and become butterflies.
I thought love meant no regrets;
Every time I wake, tears linger at the corners of my eyes.
Does the wounded heart still yearn for someone?
Come quickly, come quickly, let me love once.
Who belongs to whom?
Who causes whom to wither?
Who belongs to whom?
Who brings whom sorrow?
Passing souls,
Who knows whom?
Who meets whom?
Who belongs to whom?
She appeared heartbreakingly beautiful, like a seductive rose on the verge of wilting. Leng Youlan felt a burning gaze from below—familiar yet strange, imbued with complex emotions. "Could it be him? Yi, is it you?"
She glanced in the direction of the gaze but found no sign of him.
She chose this song because it echoed her inner confusion. As the music faded, the melancholy lingered in the air.
A tear slipped down her cheek as she spoke, "Yi, I'm sorry!"
Her voice was soft and low, barely audible to most, but Lei Tianyi caught it, his deep black eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Leng Youlan descended the stage, exuding a cold yet enchanting aura, capturing the admiration of everyone around her.
The PUP returned to its earlier clamor, the urban crowd quickly discarding their moment of melancholy.
"Master Du, shall we discuss business?" Her tone left no room for dissent, radiating confidence.
Du Yandong felt somewhat intimidated by her presence. "Let's go. I've already booked a private room." He stood and walked upstairs.
Leng Youlan offered a faint smile. "Shall we start the discussion?" The three men sensed an even more chilling atmosphere.
Du Yandong smirked wickedly in response. "No rush; try the wine I bought for one hundred million last month."
Leng Youlan snorted coldly, picking up the wine glass and taking a delicate sip. She knew that if she didn't drink, the men across from her wouldn't be inclined to discuss business. After savoring it carefully, she confirmed it was indeed good wine but tasted deliberately altered. She stated coolly, "Master Du, you've truly gone to great lengths."
"Compared to your efforts back then, this is nothing," he said, secretly surprised by her capabilities. This drug was not easy to detect, especially since he had added only a small amount. Though minimal, it was still sufficient, but now he would need to reassess his calculations.
Leng Youlan let out a cold laugh and downed the wine in one gulp. "Truly top-quality!" She provocatively licked her lips with her delicate tongue, resembling a demon, sending a chill through everyone in the private room.
At that moment, a red-haired girl in a dazzling hip-hop outfit leaned against a red Ferrari, while two innocent-looking women stepped out of a black luxury car, hurrying towards her.
"Madam, this isn't appropriate," Lei Jing spoke first, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing. "Didn't I tell you not to call me Madam? Call me Little Jing."
"Yeah, yeah! Big sister, Madam said to call her Youlan at school," Lei Yun reminded her twin sister.
"See, Little Yun has the best memory."
"Right now, you're under my management, not his."
Seeing that Madam was angry, Lei Jing didn't dare to speak further.
These days, she had come to realize that the master doted incredibly on Madam. Everyone knew who was really in charge at home.
"Let's go! I'll take you to the classroom," the red-haired girl said as she hooked arms with each of them and walked towards the teaching building. Thus, a small witch and two pure, beautiful women formed a trio, officially opening the curtain at Saint Luoduo Academy.
"Ah, the air here is so good!" Cold Youlan stood on the rooftop and sighed dramatically. "Indeed, we've finally escaped those lunatics!"
Lei Jing, inspired by Cold Youlan's attitude, revealed a playful side of a youthful girl. "Youlan, I'm really curious about what you were like before. They were even more exaggerated when they saw you than when we see Young Master smile!"