Jiang Baishan walked on the streets of True Martial City, quickly turning into a small alley, and then appearing at the entrance of a small courtyard.
"Ruhua!"
He looked joyfully at the woman in white clothes who was watering the flowers, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Lin Ruhua turned around, her smile radiant, she leaned against Jiang Baishan's chest, the two of them deeply in love, the tenderness in their eyes seemed to melt each other.
"It's my fault for leaving you alone these days." Jiang Baishan said guiltily.
Lin Ruhua smiled and shook her head:
"I understand, recently there's been a lot going on at True Martial Sect, as an Elder, you have to set an example."
She then playfully protested:
"Am I such an unreasonable woman?"
Saying so, she punched Jiang Baishan in the chest, causing him to grimace in pain, the words 'back then I wondered who was wielding a huge knife at me' held back at his lips.
He laughed:
"Yes, yes, my Ruhua is the gentlest of all!"
