Ning Xuan feigned ignorance and headed toward the Stele Forest.
Behind him, the attendant who had first helped him stared at his receding figure, murmuring with a pained expression, "Poor Brother Xuan... His family was wiped out, and he couldn't even afford a stele before."
When Ning Xuan had asked for directions to the Stele Forest, she had assumed he'd finally earned enough money to erect a monument for his family. Her heart had ached for him, so much so that she'd offered him the dowry money she had been saving for so long. But Ning Xuan had refused it.
Handsome, well-built, and so ambitious...
As she mumbled to herself, her thoughts drifted. A deep blush spread across her face, and she unconsciously pressed her legs together.
Ning Xuan had no idea that by simply asking for directions, he had left someone lovesick in his wake.
He had just turned a corner when a gigantic hand appeared out of nowhere.
BOOM! BOOM!
