She took a deep breath, about to send a transmission to him, when her shoulder was gently tapped, followed by a familiar voice with a hint of surprise: "Miss Ning, long time no see!"
To encounter an acquaintance here? She turned around perplexedly, seeing the clear and distinct face of a middle-aged scholar. Her mind was full of Blood Parasols, and it took her a long time to recognize this person's identity.
Ah, indeed, it has been a long time.
The man she faced had been none other than Li Jianming, who she hadn't seen for over half a year, the Vice Pavilion Master from Duobao Pavilion in Guangcheng Palace.
Li Jianming first gave a bow to Elder He and Xu Nongyou, apologized, and then, with a smile blooming across his face, pulled Ning Xiaoxian aside to catch up. This lady had twice saved his life, making their reunion extraordinarily close. Just now, he had been blocked by someone in front, so she hadn't seen him hiding among the guests, but he had spotted her first.
