Wang Xiaoqiang was slightly surprised when he saw Zhao Feiyan, then he showed a bit of delight. At the same time, he noticed that Zhao Feiyan was also looking at him, and from her expression, he saw that she was very excited as well.
At this moment, images flashed through Wang Xiaoqiang's mind... The icy beauty at Yan Mountain who had competed in the Armor Snatching Tournament with him, the captivating figure who had joined him in gathering the Water-Fire Lingzhi Mushroom in the deep ravine, the sensuous and intimate moment when their wet bodies touched while battling the Winged Snake in the burning Water Lotus, and the gentle expression on her face when she gave him the Jade Pendant...
Although they parted ways at Yan Mountain, they still thought about each other.
However, Wang Xiaoqiang noticed a hint of sorrow at the corner of Zhao Feiyan's lips as she smiled at him, and there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes.
That smile was somewhat like the Mona Lisa's smile.
