Qingtian Academy is nestled between valleys and hills, filled with plants and flowers.
During the golden autumn, red maples sway, and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the air, making it the most fulfilling season of the year.
The ground is covered with dense, fluffy osmanthus, carrying a sweet fragrance.
But to Master Mo, all these are just fleeting clouds!
A feast for the eyes!
Such a beautiful and favorable time can hardly compare to the splendid scenery right before her.
The man's figure was like that of an orchid, wearing a loose blue brocade robe, his black hair fluttering in the evening breeze, his eyes sparkling with brilliance and his facial contours both handsome and heroic, with a slightly pale complexion — all in all, a top-notch fresh meat!
Wow, haha!
At Qingtian Academy, having been tormented by the old meats for years, Master Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.
Her leisurely steps swiftly changed.
The next moment, Master Mo seemed like a different person.
