"Ruo... Ruo..."
Jiang Xiaobai had never been as excited in his life as he was at this moment. His lips quivered, and his heart was calling out a name, but the normally eloquent him found that his mouth betrayed him, unable to fully utter the name of the woman before him.
"Sigh..."
The woman sighed lightly, "You heartless man, so fickle that you've almost forgotten my name, how disappointing. I knew I shouldn't have saved you, better to let you die at the hands of the Demon Lord."
"Ruo, Ruo Li..."
At last, Jiang Xiaobai called out her name, the woman who had appeared in his dreams countless nights, whose image flashed in his mind whenever he daydreamed, now stood living and breathing right in front of him.
