At this moment, Xu Chang'an did not know that there was another woman living in Wen Li's house.
Her master.
The woman in white looked through the window at the troublesome person outside.
Li Zhibai of the Sword Hall disliked troubles, yet she herself was a major trouble.
Li Zhibai's student was an even bigger trouble than she was.
The woman in white lowered her head, looking at Wen Li's casual handwriting on the table, tinged with a trace of feminine elegance.
"Peaceful Chang'an."
She sighed softly.
For now, the only person in the world who can make Wen Li care, might just be this child… It's quite strange, knowing that when Wen Li was close to Xu Chang'an, he didn't possess such a messy array of talents.
"..."
Indeed, Xu Chang'an brought about great changes in Wen Li, but now this mirror started influencing Wen Li's cultivation earlier than she expected—something she never anticipated.
This has nothing to do with Wen Li caring about women's romantic affairs.
