Finally, under Gu Xing's repeated assurances, the little girl returned to normal.
Over the next two days, Gu Xing rarely took Liu Li for a leisurely tour of Lin Yuan City.
From cuisine to local customs, he let the little girl experience it all.
Until the day of the second assessment began.
As soon as Gu Xing brought Liu Li to the assembly square, he saw an unexpected person.
"Ying... Ying Bing?!"
The girl in white, whose attire rivaled snow, approached slowly, accompanied by a spirited elder by her side.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing Gu Xing, Ying Bing paused slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her cold eyes.
Ying Bing pursed her lips and hesitated for a long moment before slowly speaking,
"Secret realm!"
The girl's voice was light, and Gu Xing did not notice anything unusual about her.
After all, in his impression, Ying Bing was always like this, taciturn and reserved.
But Ying Xinghe, standing to the side, squinted his eyes.
